Nancy Drew (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 14 - The Sign of the Uninvited Guest - full transcript

So, Tiffany Hudson

was being haunted
by Dead Lucy. Uh...

Why?I don't know.

I think that that's why Tiffany
went to Lucy's mom about it?

Why not show Lucy's mom
the video with Lucy on it?

I think that there's
a possibility that Tiffany tried

to show Lucy's mom the video,

but chances are,
Patrice probably unraveled

like she did when I tried
to talk to her about Lucy.

Hannah Gruen thinks
Tiffany got too close

to finding out
the truth about Lucy.



I'm just--
I-I have all the pieces.

I just don't know
how they fit together.

I really need to figure out

who actually killed Lucy before
my dad's evidentiary hearing

in two days.

Patrice!Come on, girls.

Break's over.

What?

Chop-chop, girls.

Did you...?
No.

Lucy's mom says
she worked here.

She let herself in
with the spare key.

I guess we haven't changed that
hiding spot since the '90s.

Where's Nancy?



She's Beautiful Mind'ing
it in George's office.

Says she needs
to see the case.

But she told me that when
Patrice had her episode

in Larkspur Lane,
it wasn't like this.

It was a lot scarier.

Is she dangerous?I don't know.

I don't think so.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay,
don't worry. Yep.

She's-she's here.

All right.

So, Josh was taking his mom
to check out a new facility

since Larkspur burned down.

They stopped for gas, and she
jumped in the driver's seat

when he went in to pay.

So now Josh is stranded at
a gas station outside of town.

Oh, my...

If I go pick him up, can you
guys, uh, keep an eye on her?

Are you kidding me?

I can't take my
eyes off her.

Party of one. Ha!

Laura? You--

Oh, my goodness.
You look amazing.

I am amazing. Blessings, Bess.

Hi.
Hi...

Mmm.
Ooh.

You, um, you seem different.

After our near-death experience,
I realized I was carrying around

so much anger and negativity
in my life.

Life's too short.

I want to open myself
to the beautiful

and positive possibilities
all around us.

Uh, Laura?

I, uh,

I promised Tiffany
I would keep you safe.

And I-I...

I'm sorry. I feel terrible.

If I had known the Hudsons
were gonna try to kill you...

Your guilt is a heavy energy.

I don't want it
weighing me down.

Close your eyes
and take a deep,

cleansing breath with me.

You know, um, we-we got this,
if you want to go get Josh.

Okay. Cool. Uh... Great.

So, what brings you
back to town?

Uh, my sister.
I am closing the loop today.

Been cleared as a suspect...

Thank you.

And Tiffany's death has
been ruled a murder,

due to a rare poison.

White baneberry.

Moral of the story
is that Ryan Hudson

and his fa... family,

they don't get a dime. Oh.

So you're here to collect
the entire inheritance?

Mm-hmm. Yeah. And then tomorrow,
I go to Paris.

I bought two tickets.
First class.

Come with me.

To-to visit, or...?No.

Come with me. Move with me.

There's nothing keeping
you in this town.

You were made for Paris.

An expat, soulful thinker.

Come on. You actually
speak French.

Oui.

But what about finding out
what happened to Tiffany?

The Hudsons are murderers.

The state police have taken
over the investigation.

I trust that
they'll prove it.

This is it, Ace.

I'm not coming back.

You lost me once.

Do you really want
to lose me again?

No. Of course n...

I...

Patrice.

So, what did I miss?

Tell me everything.

It's been tough.

You know,
since Larkspur burnt down.

I can't manage
my mom's care alone.

I think I found a new place,
the Golden Pavilion,

over in Mapleton.

I wanted
to check it out today,

you know,
make sure it's a good fit.

This must be hard.

Yeah.

Even with full-time care,

I still need
to be there regularly.

I'm gonna have to
close up the shop.

Then it's probably time for me
to find a new place to live.

Listen, I'm sorry, Nick.

Though, I'm pretty sure
you shouldn't have been sleeping

in a working garage.

Hey, the price was right, okay?

And I never slept
so good in my life.

Well, I'm certain
those were the fumes.

Yeah, probably.

Yep.

Ow!

I'll fix that.

Okay, so this is the overlap
between the Tiffany murder

and...

the Lucy murder.Okay.

You know this is a restaurant,
and you're turning it

into murder town.My dad's hearing

is in two days,
and I need to find something

that proves that he had nothing
to do with Lucy's...

...untimely thing.

Hey, Patrice? Um, would you mind

going and filling up some
ketchup bottles in the back?

Glad to.

Okay.

So, we know that
the Hudsons had something to do

with Lucy's murder.

Right. After
Lucy was killed,

the Hudson shell company paid
Patrice to leave Horseshoe Bay.

And we got that info thanks
to Tiffany's USB drive.

She was collecting dirt
on the Hudsons.

Exactly.
But now we know

that Tiffany wasn't just looking
into Ryan's family.

She was looking into
Lucy Sable's murder as well.

My sister did love
a good puzzle.That's what I was thinking.

Maybe she found some piece
of evidence or something...

...Sable once was able
to gaze upon...

Lucy Sable once...

Patrice?

Someone got her in the water,

and that's where
she'll always be.

Did-did Lucy do that?

Mom?

Joshua.

Josh, we were just...

We should go.

Hey, uh, I'm-I'm
sorry, Josh.

Hey. What the hell
just happened?

Okay. Lucy is trying
to tell us something.

All of this happened
as soon as I said

that Lucy's death led
to Tiffany's death,

which means
I'm on the right track.

Ace, Laura, let's go.Wait, hey.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
No, but what-what...No, thank you.

Wh-Why not me?

I need to retrace Tiffany's
last steps before she died.

And in order to do that,
I need a hacker

and somebody that knows Tiffany
better than anybody else.

No, no, no, no. This is
not part of my plan.

I am loop-closing,
not loop-opening.

And you don't have
to stay here, Ace.

Think about Paris.
It'll be so romantic.

Hey. You know what
is so romantic?

Solving a homicide
together.

With me.

Fine.

I will help you.
Today only.

Tomorrow, Paris-bound,
hand in hand with vous,right?

Mm.Whoo-hoo.

Yeah?Gonna be so fun.

All right.

Okay, wait.
Just...

Just be careful, okay?

Whatever Tiffany discovered
got her murdered,

and it could get
you killed, too.

So just...

be careful.

I'm gonna be fine.

Okay.

Where's Chief McGinnis?

Yes.

I need to tell him
that I forgive him

for being incompetent.

I'll let him know.

He's in a deposition all day.

Court prep for...

Carson Drew's
evidentiary hearing.

Can I help you
with something or...?

I think you've
helped enough, Karen.

If this is about your father,

you put together that evidence.

I was simply doing my job.

Oh, your job?

You mean invading my privacy
and stealing my journal?

And now my dad's gonna go to
jail for something he didn't do.

Because I think I'm
doing your job, Karen.

I'm trying to find out
who actually killed Lucy,

instead of...Uh, nice-- That's
a great segue, Nancy.

That's kind of
actually why we're here.

I want to know where
my sister went

on the day she was murdered.

State police have the case.
We're iced out.

But you have access

to Tiffany Hudson's
phone GPS information, right?

It's her last remaining family
member personally requesting it.

And what does this have
to do with Lucy's murder?

You always said Lucy's case
file didn't have the answers

to what happened, so
we're trying a new angle.

Right this way.

This is the GPS
from Tiffany's cell phone,

tagged with locations?

Two weeks of data
tracking her movements.

Until her death.

Hudson residence,

Horseshoe Bay Wine Merchant,

La Tresse Salon...

Mm-hmm....uh, Yacht Club,

Tone Up Health Spa.

Is any of this
jumping out to you?

How long was she
at the Yacht Club?

1:15 until 4:07
on August 14.

Three hours?

Tiffany wouldn't have spent
more than three minutes

at the Yacht Club unless
she had a gun to her head.

Wait, that's Gallows Lane.

There's an address on here.
725 Gallows Lane.

Tiffany went... to see
a medium on Gallows Lane.

That's...

less than a ten-minute walk
from the Yacht Club.

Tiffany was looking
into Hudson family secrets.

She was asking questions
about Lucy's death.

She was paranoid that
the Hudsons were tracking her.

It's not paranoia if they
were actually following her.

A week before she died,

she told me she felt like
she was being watched.

She was hiding
her movements.

She drives...

to places where
the hill-toppers frequent.

She leaves her cell phone
in her car and walks

to wherever she
really wants to go.Yeah,

the Wine Merchant is
right by my house,

and she came by
to check out my mom's car.

The health spa is right
near Larkspur Lane.

Yeah, and the day
before she died,

her phone was at La Tresse
Salon for almost three hours.

What's near there?

Library.
Ooh.

Let's go.

I'm not going to the library.What? Why?

I have enemies there.

Uh...

Okay, well, I'm
not going, either.

I have to deal with some
pesky estate lawyers.

But...

Paris. Say yes.

Um, hey, so,
before you move to Paris,

uh, will you go with me
to la bibliothèque?

Mr. and Mrs. Neff.

Good to see ya.Hi, Ace.

They're regulars.

Mm, and you, as a character
in a Victorian novel,

spend all of your free
time in the library?

Kinda. My mom works here.

But she's not in today.

I am.

So why are you here?Ooh, uh,

well...You need my help.

Not yourhelp, specifically.

Dominique, we need the help
of a staff member generally.

You're lucky we store all of
our security footage for a year.

Actually, my mom implemented
that policy on my suggestion.

First season of Serial
really shook me.

What's the date? August 28.

Between 1:22 p.m.
and 4:05 p.m.

If you would,
I like to be accurate.

Unless it's
a capture-the-flag competition.

You cheated, Dominique.

It's hacking, Ace.

There's no cheating in hacking.

Ah, ah.

There she is.

Can you switch cameras?

Tiffany visited
the library

to use the computers?

If she's hiding
her GPS movements,

it makes sense she'd try to
protect her digital trail, too.

At the library, she can
search for whatever she wants

without any fear of
anybody else finding out.

We need to see
which computer she...

Hold on.
That's a problem.

You don't know how to restore
extra frames from a glitch?

I didn't study coding,
like some people.

Some us are just
naturally gifted.

Self-taught.

So that's a no.

Just show me.

Yeah, of course, Father Shane.

I'll be there shortly.

Let me guess church
boiler broke down again,

and you can't leave
Horseshoe Bay

knowing people will be cold
on Sunday.

Well, I'm a sucker
for a long-term client

that prays for me.

Hmm. I get it.

I'll stay with your mom.

I appreciate it, Nick.

Hey, uh, you want me
to write up one last work order

for old time's sake?

Nah, it's okay.

I packed up the office.

Oh, don't-don't worry
about the tools-- I'll...

I'll grab 'em tomorrow.

Oh, um, Patrice,
Josh just packed that.

The move has been very hard
on Joshua, you know?

He's been different.

I'm very glad
he made a new friend.

Middle school can be so tough.

Put that in
the kitchen.

Uh... uh...

Does Joshua talk
to you about...

his past?

About our family?

Um, no, no.

Josh mostly keeps
to himself.

Good.

Hello? Stuff it!

Oh... you know, I think
there's another reason

why Dead Lucy left
this-this image.

It's like it's a message.

Like she's trying to tell us why
she was there when Tiffany died.

I can't believe Nick
even has us doing this.

I mean, it's not even,
like, an innovative idea.

Coupons in the mail?

What is this, 2003?

Sounds like being co-bosses

isn't as easy as you
thought it would be.

What is this?

Bess, enough
about the photos.
No.

Not the photo. This.

That sounds
like it's a dinner date.

How does Lisbeth feel
about your new mentor?

Well, she's great
with it, but...

if Amaya's asking
me on a datedate,

she'd be less
great with it.

It's just Aunt Diana
really wants me

to foster this relationship,
so, I mean...

Dude, screw what
Aunt Diana wants.

You have a girlfriend.
Tell Amaya

to go take a long walk
off a short pier.

Lucky for us,

we can follow Tiffany's trail,
because a few years ago

a wily teenager installed
keystroke-logging software

on every computer
in the library.

And you did that why?

Okay.

Uh, got it.

Tiffany was looking
at an old QwikSnail account,

specifically this e-mail train.

Oh, my God,
they're love letters,

between Lucy Sable
and Ryan Hudson,

from December 1999
to April of 2000.

Wow.

"I've never felt
like this before.

I think I love you."

"I think
I love you, too.

"I want to be
with you.

I don't care
what anyone else says."

The last e-mail

between them Lucy sent.

"Please forgive me."

Forgive her for what?

Hold on.

There's a response
to that e-mail

We can if we hack Lucy's site.

And now I know her e-mail.

How long do you think
it's gonna take?We're in.

It's an old account
on an old server,

but if Dominique asks...

it was really difficult
and I was amazing.

Do you think we could
find out where Lucy was
sending those e-mails from?

The Sables weren't wealthy,
so I don't think

that they had Internet access
at home in 2000.

Yeah, I can trace
her IP address.

In the meantime,
I found what Ryan sent Lucy.

Here's your
deleted e-mail.

"I can't forgive you
for what you did.

You're a whore,
just like everyone says."

"I hope you die."

There's nothing else?

It was sent to Ryan's
QwikSnail account.

He went to boarding
school then.

Ah. In August,

Lucy sent Ryan an e-mail
to his Eddings Hall account.

"I know you're still angry,

"but I need to
talk to you.

"Meet me the night

"of the Sea Queen...

"ceremony...

at our spot."

And Ryan replied...

"I'll be there."

They arranged to meet

the night that Lucy was killed.

Bess is right.

This photo is a message.

Told you.

I think we need to look
at Tiffany's death video again.

Might be some hidden frames.

Some hidden what?

Ace ran into his nemesis
today at the library,

and she taught him
some hacking tricks.

What does that look like to you?

Blurry figure wearing a shirt.

Camouflage pattern.

Or a smudge.

"I can't forgive you
for what you did.

"You're a whore,

just like everyone says."

"I hope you die"?

Whoa.

What?

I know that we've
gone down this path

a million times, but I think
we should look at Ryan again.

I have a theory and a plan.

My theory is...

Tiffany figured out
that Ryan killed Lucy,

so Ryan had Tiffany murdered.

Wait, so Ryan is responsible
for the death of twowomen,

and he's still
walking around free?

Screw being Zen.

Let's bring
the bastard down.

Okay, so,
what's the plan?

We get Ryan to The Claw.

We figure out exactly how
he had Tiffany poisoned.

And how exactly do we get Ryan
back to The Claw?
Yeah,

he's not just gonna...
stroll in

so we can accuse him
of murder again. No,

but he might stroll in
for a different reason.

Remind me why an
illustrious member

of HBPD needs to
be here again?

We need her. Ryan's confession
only holds up in court

if there's an officer here
to witness it.

Otherwise, it's hearsay.

I parked in the back
so he wouldn't see my cruiser.

Ryan.

This way.

Why is there
an audience here?

You said that you thought
we should come together

to heal and forgive,
that you didn't...Didn't want the burden

of Tiffany's estate to cloud
my new life of simplicity?

Yeah, no, that was a lie.

We think, with your help,

we can figure out
who poisoned Tiffany.

How?

Well, most of the people
in this room were here

the night Tiffany was murdered.

The idea is, we walk through
everything that happened,

from the point
of you walking through the door

until Tiffany died.

See if we missed
anything.

That's a good idea.Thank you.

Except we already gave
a statement.

Well, giving a statement
is one thing,

but seeing what everybody
actually was doing

is a whole other thing entirely.

We think that the whole picture

will give us more
than the sum of its parts.

Are you in?

Of course.

I want to find out
who killed Tiffany

just as much as all of you,
and I have nothing to hide.

"Nothing to hide"?
What about the...?

What about the what?

Oh, nothing, you seem
super innocent.
Ooh!

I have an idea.

So, since Nick, Laura
and Detective Hart

weren't here
the night Tiffany died,

they can fill in
for Ryan's friends.

Bess, sit down, we're not
doing a reenactment.

Um, Nancy said "walk-through,"

so he should walk
through the door,

sit in that booth,
just like you did

the night Tiffany died,
right?

Okay, so let's

take it from the top.

What, you-you seriously
want me to go

back outside
and then come in?
Mm.

Yep.
Yep.
Yeah.

In the rain?

Yep.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, Ace, kitchen.

Okay, great.

Good.

Sorry!

We're closing early today
for the parade.

What?
It's how I said it.

Yep.

Mr. Hudson, welcome
to The Claw.

Now, I sat over there.
Yeah.

Hey, tell me to do
the fork thing.

No.

But...

All right...

so, they sat,

and Ryan ordered
for Tiffany.

She didn't want to come in.

I get that.

This place isn't the Hamptons.

And while Ryan and his friends
were looking at the menu,

George brought Tiffany's order

over to me and asked for help.

Wife needs food,
I need a minute.

Little help, please?

I was overwhelmed.

Tiffany was outside,
and I was ashamed.

And kind of freaking out,

so I just needed
to take a minute

to get myself
together.

Look, it was stupid for me
to pick this place

and bring her here.

Why did you pick
this place, Ryan?

I picked this
place because...

I was trying
to pull off

a merger that I
knew that my father

wouldn't be
pleased with.

And this seat right here

was here... and it was empty.

Because it was
for Owen Marvin,

who didn't show up.

I was trying to find a
quiet place to bring him.

Yeah, you,
you mean a place

where one-percenters
wouldn't go.

I mean both.

I wanted to see you.

Seriously? With your wife
in the parking lot?

Look, I made this plan
before I-I knew

that she was
gonna come.

Okay, so...

George took a moment
to herself.

I went to go
get drinks.

And I took the order
for the table.

One fish and chips,
two burgers with fries.

One burger with a side
of salad, no dressing.

The cooks weren't here
because we were closing early.

So I took their order
and Tiffany's order

and I brought
them to Ace.

What happened next?

Bess broke her
200th glass.

Um... I'm improving.

I finished preparing the salad.

You all right, Bess?No.

Bess broke the glasses.

No, I'm sorry.

I asked Ace to help Bess.

Don't just stand
there, Ace.

Help her clean it up.

Nancy, can you help me?

Then Nancy and I refilled
the drink orders.

So, there's a window of time

where the kitchen
and the food

was left unattended.

And Tiffany was killed
by a very rare

and fast-acting poison,

which means the delivery system
had to have been the food.

But the food
tested clean.

I don't think that
this lab knew

how to test for
a poison this rare.

How-how long was
the kitchen empty?

A minute or two?

And then I went back and cooked
the fish and the burgers.

Ace asked for a hand,

so I helped him dress the salad while he cooked...

...and then I took Ryan's plate out with the fries.

Then Nancy and I brought
out the drinks.

I stopped George,
sent the salad back

because I didn't
want the dressing.

Salad dressing.

I...

I used that salad
for Tiffany's entrée.

What?

I-I thought that Bess had

accidentally plated

Tiffany's salad
on a side plate.

I transferred it
to an entrée plate.

I thought

it was for Tiffany's order.

Then I took

that out to Tiffany
in the parking lot.

What?

I don't...

I don't, I don't get it.

Ryan, that poison wasn't
meant for Tiffany.

It was meant for you.

Ryan, wait!

I'm not spending another
minute in this town

unless I have a private
security detail.

Why would they
try to kill me?

Is this a business hit?Oh, my God, Ryan.

Are you serious?

When Tiffany died,
you were

losing money
for Hudson Enterprises.

I don't think anybody considered
you a business threat.

I think it had a lot more
to do with this.

I was trying to record
the fireworks the night

Tiffany was poisoned,
but instead I caught this.

I've got to take this info
back to the station.

Are you all okay?

No.

We're fine,
Detective.

Thank you.

You know,
this is all my fault.

If I hadn't have dropped
that tray of drinks...

Bess.

I plated her food
onto a poisoned salad.

I'm really sorry.

I know, it's okay.

I don't blame any of you.

You should.

If I'd just thrown
away that salad.

If I wasn't so caught
up seeing him.

No, all of us...

Nancy, we're all

just as responsible for
Tiffany's death as the poisoner.

Guys, don't do
this to yourselves.

It's easy for you to say.

You didn't help kill a woman.

What happened was
a horrible accident.

The real killer's out there.

You should not feel guilty
for what they did.

That's not on us.

What ison us...

is to find out who it was...

and hold them accountable.

I can see why Tiffany
liked you so much.

Is that Lucy?

What the hell is this?

Oh, no.

Noweveryone
from that night is here.

What do you mean,
like Lucy?

I think she's trying
to show us something.

No, no, no.

Oh, my God.

I'm just talking to...

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no...

What? What? What?

Oh, my gosh, I texted...

No.

What happened?

The killer could
hear your order.

Everyone else at the table
ordered fries,

but you ordered a salad.

So they knew exactly
which dish to poison.

That doesn't make any sense.

Of course it does.

Lucy arrow Tiffany...

Because Lucy's death
led to Tiffany's death.

And this is how.

It was revenge.

Because you murdered Lucy Sable.

That's why she's
been haunting you

since you came back
to Horseshoe Bay.

Tiffany sensed her presence

because Lucy was trying
to warn her about you.

That's why Lucy was here
the night Tiffany died!

Because you killed Lucy!

I didn't kill Lucy!

I loved her.

"I can't forgive you
for what you did.

You're a whore, just like
everyone says. I hope you die."

Yeah, that sounds a lot
like love to me.

I-I-I didn't...

You didn't what?
You didn't write that?

Just like you didn't lie to me

about breaking things off
after the Velvet Masque?

Just like you didn't
arrange a meeting

with her the night
that she was murdered?

Did she meet somebody else,

and so you killed her?

I was supposed to send Lisbeth a
text about what happened today.

I sent it to Amaya.

She's gonna think
I'm crazy.

Imagine if Aunt Diana
hears about this. Wait.

Amaya Alston?Yes.

I get it now.
I get it now.

Part of you wanted
to share it with her

instead of, you know,
your actual girlfriend.

Are you trying
to ruin a good thing?

Hey, it was
a mistake, George. George!

Maybe I don't have to move.

I can just go there
and visit for a few weeks.

I think... you can do
a thing half-assed

or commit to it
all the way.

Don't waste her time,
or yours, with anything else.

Crap.

The banners are on the patio and
so are the face-painting signs.Yeah.

We should bring them all in
before they get ruined.

Hey, want
to lend a hand?

You all right?

What are you working on?
Is this the...?

Yeah, as you requested,
I've been searching

for the GPS coordinates
of the IP address

Lucy used to e-mail Ryan, so...

Ace.Thanks, Ace.

We need your help.

Nancy?

Sorry. I-I let myself in.

Uh, uh, Nick said that
you weren't gonna be here.

Um, I just was checking on
something about your sister.

Did-did she ever use this
computer in high school?

I don't imagine you guys had
Internet access at home.

Yeah, we both came here
after school.

That computer is
old as hell.

I powered it up last year
when I came back to town,

after I inherited the shop.

You have all of
Lucy's e-mails.

S-So, did you... know
about their love affair?

Love?

Does that look like love to you?

He called her a whore.

Lucy became
a different person after Ryan.

I used to have to listen to her

cry herself
to sleep every night.

She couldn't let go of him.

But he was done with her.

So he killed her.

And because he's a Hudson,
he got away with it.

A week before she died,
she said

she felt like
she was being watched.

Before Tiffany died, she said

that she thought she
was being followed.

And she was,
in a way,

because you started
following Ryan

as soon as he got back to
Horseshoe Bay this summer.

For what it's worth, I don't
think Carson murdered my sister.

I spent the last 20 years
hoping for justice.

And when you saw Ryan

at The Claw...

it was a crime of opportunity.

You listened at the window.

You knew

exactly where to
find the spare key

because your mom used
to work at The Claw.

You let yourself in
through the locker room.

You all right, Bess?
Skeleton staff,

only one person
working in the kitchen,

and then your window arrived.

Ryan's salad was
already plated,

so you snuck into the kitchen
and you doused it with poison.

You put the spare key
back in its hiding place,

and then you left...

as if you had never
even been there.

Like a ghost.

You killed Tiffany Hudson.

It was supposed to be Ryan.

He admitted to
poisoning Tiffany.

Did he say
anything else?No.

He was too busy trying to bash
my head in with a pipe wrench.

We're going in, Detective.

I hope Nancy's okay.

She's with the cops and
EMTs now. She's fine.

I kind of meant emotionally.

Right.

Hey, so I know that I am not
the most sensitive person, but

I just want to say I'm sorry...

for being a little bit harsh
earlier about Lisbeth and Amaya.

A little?

Okay, fine. A lot harsh.

It's just...

relationships get
complicated, you know?

Yeah.

And sometimes it's easier

to think about what it would
be like with someone else

rather than work on stuff with
the person we're actually with.

And if you end up
acting on things...

Everyone involved gets hurt.Yeah.

Yeah, you're right. I know.

I get it. No, I...

I don't want
to hurt Lisbeth... ever.

Yeah. I'll-I'll talk to Amaya,

and I will make
the lines clearer.

And if she can't respect
the boundaries, then...

I don't want
to be her mentee anymore.

Aunt Diana be damned.

Hell yeah.Hmm.

Solid plan.

You know, you're not
in that situation anymore.

Oh, I am so not getting back
together with Ryan Hudson.

Ew! No.

Nick.

Oh, come on.

Him and Nancy aren't
together anymore.

You're allowed to feel
whatever you feel for Nick.

Maybe... stop fighting it.

You know, you were
right. It felt good

to help finally find out
who killed Tiffany.

And it's the perfect
note for us to leave on,

because there's nothing
left for us here, and...

Laura.

I'm not going
with you to Paris.

I don't want to run away
from Horseshoe Bay.

I think if I did,
I would really regret it,

and I don't believe in regret.

What do you believe in?

I believe I have a purpose here.

And... I believe
in being true to yourself,

even at the risk
of being misunderstood.

I think you believe that, too.

Which is why we both know I
shouldn't go with you to Paris.

Yeah.

Bye, Ace.

Miss me.

You know, the one thing
that I can't understand is

how he got the poison.
Did he make it?

I mean, John Sander said
that it's really rare

and very hard to render.
Thank you.

Detective Hart, we need you.

Uh, Nanc-Nancy!

Where is he?

The body's gone.

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