(mysterious music)
- Effie said the crown will ask the judge
To overturn the verdict in the morning.
I'll be released by noon.
- That's wonderful.
I can hardly stand the thought of you
Spending one more night here.
- Me neither.
Although, the warden has extended an olive branch
In light of my wrongful imprisonment.
He's invited me to a family dinner.
- Oh. (chuckling)
- Ah.
- Dinner will be served shortly.
- And you've lived behind these prison walls
With your mother and father your whole life?
- I have.
- That's quite something.
- I suppose I'm just a bird in a gilded cage.
(chuckling)
- Oh, I meant to say thank you again
For letting me use this dress for the evening.
- It's fine. I don't wear it anymore.
(sighs)
- So, your mother tells me that you're engaged.
Congratulations.
- Thank you.
(door closing)
Oh, that must be him now.
- Ah. Apologies for my lateness, darling.
(chuckling)
- Leslie garland?
- Julia ogden.
(mysterious music)
What a surprise to see you here.
(gasps) - yes. What a surprise.
- You two know each other?
- Yes. Julia used to be my sister-in-law.
That is, before my brother was murdered
And she very hastily remarried.
Hmm.
- Um...
Dr. Ogden is an inmate at the prison now.
(chuckling) - you don't say.
Well, you're certainly not dressed like one.
- I was accused of a crime which I didn't commit
And I've been exonerated.
I simply need to meet with the judge in the morning.
- Not much seems to stick you, I guess.
- Oh, was dr. Ogden the woman
Who caused you to leave the crown attorney's office?
- Oh, come now.
It's all water under the bridge.
I'm an estate lawyer now.
Left the sordid world of crime behind.
Look, julia, I know our paths have diverged somewhat,
But I can assure you there's no hard feelings
On my end, hmm?
Darling?
(soft eerie music)
- Thank you, jane.
- I'll have to read your book, dr. Ogden.
- Hmm. You've written a book, have you?
- Yes, with my husband, william.
- Hmm. - I'm thinking of writing
One myself, on prison reform.
- Joseph has set up gardens for the inmates.
And a library.
- They do have a calming effect.
Of course, the strongest deterrent to recidivism
Is corporal punishment.
- To be frank, I don't believe that corporal punishment
Is ever appropriate.
- Well, considering you're an inmate,
I can see why you hold that opinion.
- More peas?
- Oh, damn. (chuckling)
I've spilled mustard on my jacket.
- You put too much on your beef.
You always do.
(sighs)
- Lauren...
Your jewelry is stunning.
- Thank you. I inherited some of my grandmother's.
- May I ask about your locket? It seems to be broken?
- I know. Silly, really, that I keep wearing it,
But it has sentimental value.
(joseph groaning, clearing throat)
- Sarah, you shouldn't have brought that drink to mr. Hymus.
- He asked for it, ma'am.
- I don't know why you don't listen to me, joseph.
Ice is bad for the constitution.
Wouldn't you agree, dr. Ogden?
- Well, I actually have never heard that theory.
- Mother believes all drinks should be tepid.
(joseph groaning)
- Oh, gee. I'm sorry.
- You sure you're all right, sir?
- It's just the beef is poorly cooked.
As usual.
- Hmm.
- Hence the need to disguise it with mustard.
(joseph clearing throat)
Ah, jane? Here.
Get this stain out for me, would you?
Everyone, we will reconvene in the drawing room
In a quarter of an hour.
I'll bring up some imperial tokay from the cellar.
- Until then, I will be resting in my room.
- As will I.
- Please feel free to make yourself comfortable
In the drawing room.
There's more wine in there.
You seem to be enjoying it.
(door closing)
(sighs)
(clearing throat) - mind if I smoke?
- Mm. I've never cared for cigar smoke, actually.
- Mm. No bother.
Over time, you'll hardly notice it.
I was just with joseph in his study.
He's got some wonderful cigars.
- Is everyone coming soon?
I've just done this baked alaska and it doesn't last long.
- Oh, it looks heavenly, sarah.
What were you in prison for?
Stealing the soul of a great chef?
(chuckling)
The beef aside, of course.
- I think I'll go find mr. Hymus.
I'm looking forward to that tokay.
- Well, while you're up,
See if you can't find my fiancée, hmm?
Oh, and tell her to hurry.
This dessert will not take long to melt.
- Mr. Hymus?
Dear god!
- Dr. Ogden! What's happened?
- I just found him like this. - Oh. Is he dead?
- What's all this?
Dear god. Jane, telephone the police immediately.
- Leslie?
- Joseph! Joseph!
- Mother! Wha-what's going on?
- Your father's been stabbed.
- How is that possible?
I locked both of the doors before dinner!
All of the windows are locked!
No one could have gotten in from outside!
- Well, if that's true...
It means one of us is a murderer.
(breathing shakily)
(lauren): What were you doing here?
- I came looking for your father
And I found him lying here.
- Why were you hovering over him?
- I was checking to see if he was alive!
- Julia, step away from the body.
- I will not.
The sooner I examine him,
The better chance we'll have of knowing what happened.
- Or the better chance you'll have of disguising what you did!
- Lauren, why would dr. Ogden kill your father?
- Maybe lauren is right. Julia, step away.
- Oh, for goodness' sake!
- The police said they won't be here for hours.
- They're not coming immediately?
Oh, these wretched police!
- Everyone, where were you right before
Dr. Ogden discovered mr. Hymus?
- I was resting in my room. - As was I.
- I was cleaning mr. Hymus's jacket.
I got all the mustard off. I can show you.
- And I was browning the meringue
On the baked alaska.
- And where were you, mr. Garland,
Before you came into the drawing room and spoke to me?
- I told you. I was with joseph in his study
And I remained there when he stepped out.
Poor man.
- Well, that's everyone accounted for, then.
(screaming) - mother!
- What is that dreadful woman doing?
(gasping)
- I'm taking this to the kitchen.
I'll need cocoa and a paintbrush.
(suspenseful music)
- So, everyone has their own different--
- Fingermarks, yes.
The oils naturally present in the human hand
Leave the trace of a unique pattern.
- Amazing.
- I can see some clear fingermarks.
- Well, now what?
- We'll lock this in the cupboard
And then I'll take everyone's fingermarks to compare.
I'll need an ink pot, a cloth and several cards.
(upbeat jazzy music)
(indistinct chatter)
(chuckling)
- I love this song.
- It's one of my favourites.
- So, how are you settling into university life?
- It's hard.
Not everyone's welcoming.
But in here? Well, it's better.
- Hmm. - All my fraternity brothers
Already feel like... Well, brothers.
- All right, all right!
Pack it up, everyone! Pack it up!
- Gentlemen, what's the trouble?
- This hall's been booked already by theta gamma delta,
So, uh, clear out!
- We booked this hall with the dean. Isn't that right?
- Well, he unbooked it.
The party's over, fellas!
- You don't tell me what to do.
- Harold fainted outside! He needs help!
(breathing heavily)
- Let's go.
(panicked chatter)
- Please let us through.
We have a medical examiner here.
- He's dead.
- I saw him, just before he fell to the ground.
He was walking, then he starting coughing,
Like he was choking.
- Was he alone? - Yes.
It was like he suddenly couldn't breathe.
I waved at him, tried to ask him
What was wrong, but he couldn't speak.
- Something was constricting his windpipe.
- This doesn't sound right.
- Run to a callbox.
Telephone station house #4, ask for detective murdoch.
- Yes, ma'am. - What do you think, violet?
- Well...
I see some watery blood on his collar, still wet.
- He coughed it up before he died?
- This doesn't just happen to a healthy young man.
- Staying late this evening, sir?
- Yes. Margaret's sister is visiting.
She could not only talk for England,
But the whole of the bloody british isles!
- Ah, yes. You've mentioned her.
- Mm. I'm glad it worked out for julia.
She comes home tomorrow?
- Yes. And I plan to spoil her.
(chuckling) - got some new
Math equations to look over?
(brackenreid laughs)
- No. Biology.
- No rest for the wicked, me ol' mucker!
- All right. That's everyone.
- Yes. Everyone but you.
- Thank you, mr. Garland.
- Jane, come here.
Where is my gold clock?
- I don't know.
- It always sits on this shelf.
Where has it gone?
- Honestly, I couldn't say.
I-I can't remember when I saw it last.
- Are you sure it hasn't fallen into an apron pocket?
- Don't accuse me. I'm not a thief.
- No. You are an inmate of the prison.
- That should do it.
Now that we have everyone's fingermarks on these cards,
We just need to compare it to those that were on the knife.
- Very good. Shall we?
(mysterious music)
- What have you, miss hart?
- Well, a young man named harold tandy,
He collapsed at the university.
He coughed up water mixed with blood
Right before he died.
- What would cause that?
- It's too soon for me to speculate.
- Mr. Buchanan. - Hello, detective.
- Were there any witnesses?
- Just one. A fraternity brother of mine.
He said harold was alone when he fell to the ground.
- Hmm. Wa-was he someone you knew?
- Not well.
But I know harold's lady friend.
- Hmm. Well, perhaps she can inform us
Of his whereabouts earlier in the evening.
(crying)
Oh! You seem to have spilled a bit of paint on your--
- I was cleaning up when you called me about harold.
(sniffling)
- I understand you were seeing mr. Tandy?
- I told the detective that you two were together.
- Harold was always so cautious
Of telling anyone about us.
Only a few people knew.
- When was the last time you saw him?
- Just this morning, at the library.
- Ah... How did he seem?
- He was fine.
Which is why what happened later was such a shock.
- And what was that?
- He put a letter in my mailbox breaking it off with me.
He said he never wanted to see me again.
It didn't make sense.
(crying)
- I can't believe the knife is gone.
Someone broke the lock! - Indeed.
And you were the last one seen with the knife.
- Mr. Garland,
Whatever enmity you still harbour against me,
Please let it go.
This is neither the time nor the place.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
(sniffing)
What is that smell?
(sniffing) it's...
It's coming from the ice. Smells like mothballs.
- You're right.
I think it's camphor.
- Why would there be camphor in the ice?
- Camphor is a poison.
Didn't mrs. Hymus say that every time the warden
Had a drink, he felt sick?
- Yes.
And he was the only one who had drinks with ice.
- So who would usually make his drinks?
- That would have to be sarah.
- Yes?
- Sarah, I've noticed something unusual about the ice...
Sarah? - Sarah!
(sighs)
- Why were you poisoning the warden?
- Honestly, dr. Ogden...
I would never kill anyone.
- You are a convicted criminal, though.
- I served my time.
And it wasn't for anything violent.
I just wrote my boss's name on some cheques, that's all.
- You laced the warden's ice with camphor, sarah.
That's a serious offense.
- I knew it wouldn't kill him,
Just make him bilious.
The old coot deserved it.
- Well, why did you have such animosity toward him?
- Didn't you see what he does to inmates in that prison?
Flogs them for the littlest thing!
I've had friends left half-dead from his beatings.
- Julia.
- What is it?
- Someone's burning these papers.
- Looks like someone's lists and inventories.
- I recognize the handwriting.
These were written by mr. Hymus.
- He was just throwing them out.
I use them to get the fire lit.
- You didn't find the knife?
- No. I've searched everywhere.
Besides, the baked alaska sarah brought into the drawing room
Proves that she was in the kitchen
When mr. Hymus was killed.
- Meringue will burn in a heartbeat
If you don't watch it every second.
I never saw the warden.
On my word!
- Well, I am loath to take the word of a criminal,
But perhaps mrs. Green is not the killer, after all.
(buchanan): What was harold doing during the day?
- I think he was with miss harris.
- We know mr. Tandy was with miss harris earlier,
But what was he doing later in the day?
- Well, we was all at the house together.
He was studying in the main room just before dinner,
And then we all went to the hall for the dance.
- And why would mr. Tandy be walking outside alone?
- Maybe he just needed some air?
I don't know, detective.
- Right.
Thank you, gentlemen. That will be all.
If I have any further questions, I'll let you know.
- These are my brothers.
I don't think they're lying.
- You were with everyone at the fraternity house?
- I had two classes, then I took miss hart
Out for dinner before the dance.
- Mr. Tandy was new to iota delta phi, yes?
- Yes.
He was being initiated next week.
- I've heard that some of these fraternity initiations
Can be quite dangerous.
- Not these fellows.
They were planning nothing more than making him drink
Rye while doing a handstand.
- Hmm.
Hardly what killed mr. Tandy.
But, still, if you could ask around,
Just to be sure he was
Where your fraternity brothers say he was.
- Sure thing.
- How well did you know the warden?
- Well enough.
He was to be my father-in-law, after all.
- So, who in this house would want to kill him?
- I have no idea.
Sarah was very upset about her past experiences
In prison with the warden,
But jane is a current inmate.
- For a violent offense?
- Well, lauren says it was self-defense.
- Are jane and lauren friends?
- Yes.
Apparently, the warden was constantly shouting at jane,
How she had scorched his shirts,
Or not waxed the floors properly, et cetera.
He could be a real tyrant when he wanted to be.
- And yet she kept working for him?
- Well, I imagine it's preferable to being
Held behind bars.
Wouldn't you say, julia?
- Perhaps she had grown tired of his abuse.
I think a conversation with jane may be in order.
- I already told you:
I was cleaning the warden's jacket.
- Yes, but there was approximately ten minutes
Between the end of dinner and when mr. Hymus was killed.
- And I was all the way at the back of the house
At the washtub.
- I understand you and the warden
Had a contentious relationship.
- Relationship?
That man treated me like dirt.
End of story.
- Were you fed up?
Did he push you too far and you finally snapped?
- It never got that bad.
Lauren always stuck up for me.
Besides, do you really think I would do anything
That would keep me in prison longer than I have to be?
- I've seen people do all manner of things
When they get desperate.
- Well, I didn't hate him as much as some here.
- Oh?
- You know what I mean.
Mrs. Hymus and the warden?
She hated him.
She was always yelling at him.
If there's anyone here who's glad he's dead, it's her.
(tense music)
- We did have our disagreements.
- Well, jane told us
That you were constantly angry at mr. Hymus.
- My husband gave me a beautiful home
And everything I could've asked for.
I'm happy.
Or I was.
- Forgive me for saying this, mrs. Hymus,
But I got the impression that you weren't.
- I'll admit, living inside the enclosure of prison walls
Is... A strain.
- Lauren told me you never went near the prison.
In fact, you hardly leave the house at all.
- Why would I?
To speak with oafish guards?
To teach degenerate prisoners cross stitch?
- You don't like it here?
- Who would?
I hate living as we do.
And my husband was the most intransigent man on earth.
But I cleave to my husband, as the bible says.
I am a good woman.
- Come now, mrs. Hymus-- - leslie, stop!
Could you leave us for a moment?
I would like to speak with dr. Ogden privately.
- Very well.
- Please.
(whispering): It was leslie.
- What? - Joseph hated him.
- But leslie told me your husband
Couldn't wait for the wedding.
- Ha. He would.
I'll wager leslie also told you
That he was very successful.
Both lies.
- So, mr. Hymus was against the marriage?
- They fought only a few nights ago.
Joseph told him that if he didn't get his life together,
He would see to it that the marriage was off.
- But is leslie really that attached to lauren?
Enough to cause your husband harm?
- No, I don't believe they are love's young dream.
But joseph was planning on giving leslie a sizable dowry.
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct chatter)
- Any findings yet, miss hart?
- He has scratches on the top of his forehead
And his left ear, deep enough to draw blood.
- Hmm. These wounds are recent?
- They appear to have been made within the last 24 hours.
- Any idea what may have caused those?
- Hard to say.
- You mentioned that he coughed up
Watery blood before he died?
- Indeed.
The only time I've seen that is in a drowning victim.
But this man was walking on dry land.
(sighs)
- Come now, julia.
You really are stretching things.
Joseph loved me like a son.
- You may be alone in that opinion.
- Well, what does it matter anyway, hmm?
You know I didn't do this. - I know no such thing.
- Well, I do. As I told you,
After dinner, I went to the water closet
And then I went to joseph's study and I--
- What?
(scoffs)
- The cellar door.
- What about it?
- It's always kept shut. Mr. Hymus is the only one
Allowed to go down there.
- And?
- Well, uh, after dinner
I noticed the cellar door was ajar
And so, naturally when I saw joseph in the study,
I asked him if he'd already gotten the tokay.
But he said no,
That he hadn't gone down to the cellar yet.
(mysterious music)
- Well, it's late enough that margaret's sister
Should be in bed now.
That's my excuse.
How come you're burning the midnight oil?
- Well, the nanny assures me that susannah has gone to sleep,
So I thought I would continue to work
Until julia returns home.
- Ah, mr. Buchanan.
What brings you to our station house?
- Ah, nothing good, I'm afraid. I'm assisting the detective.
- Oh? - Mr. Buchanan was present
When a man died at the university.
We suspect foul play.
- Oh, well, I'm sorry to hear about that.
I'll leave you to it. Good evening, gentlemen.
- I've learned that all my fraternity brothers
Went swimming at the pool before the dance.
- So, they lied.
What were they hiding?
- Well, they weren't supposed to be there.
It's against university policy.
I'll give you three guesses as to why.
- I understand.
Was mr. Tandy with them?
- Yes. And there's something else.
It's-it's probably nothing. Um...
- Please.
- On my way here, someone stopped me to ask
About harold. They said they saw the iota delta phi brothers
Leave the pool.
- And was mr. Tandy with them?
- They saw a group of iota delta phi leave.
But nathaniel and harold weren't with them.
- So, mr. Woodson, the only witness
To mr. Tandy's death out on the street,
Was also with him alone at the pool just prior?
(tense music)
- What exactly are we looking for?
- Anything out of the ordinary.
A button, a brooch, cigar ash.
- Cigar ash?
I don't like what you're implying, julia.
- Did you turn out the lights, mr. Garland?
What are you doing, mr. Garland?
Stay away from me!
(bottles clanking)
(glass shattering)
- Dodgy wiring, I guess.
Oh, pity about the wine, though.
(sighs) - yeah. Let's keep looking.
- Mm.
Dear god!
- What is it?
- 1892 chateau latour.
The old man had been holding out on me. Huh.
- For goodness sake.
Mrs. Hymus's shawl.
She had this on at dinner.
- What would she be doing down here?
She never touched a drop.
There's blood all over it.
- I don't think she was down here for the wine.
- Mrs. Hymus killed her husband.
- I don't know what you mean.
- Joseph hates it when anyone comes down here
Except for himself.
- Don't lie to us, mrs. Hymus.
- How dare you!
- Mrs. Hymus, we know you were in the cellar tonight.
- Fine.
Yes.
I come down here to drink.
It dulls my pain.
I hate this house.
And I hated joseph. He was a tyrant.
But I didn't kill him.
- Then how do you explain this?
- What is this?
- It's your shawl, mrs. Hymus,
With your husband's blood all over it.
- But that can't be. I...
I wore my shawl with the fringe tonight at dinner.
This is my other shawl. - Yes, but this shawl
Still belongs to you, doesn't it?
How did it end up down here, bloodied?
- I don't know!
I'll admit, I did come down here for a drink after dinner.
I heard joseph and I hid.
When I went up the stairs, I heard a noise,
And I found him, on the floor, dead.
- And did you see anyone else? - No.
And I knew instantly that if I cried out,
It would look like I stabbed him.
So I stepped over the body and I went to my room.
(scoffs)
- Mrs. Hymus, I'm afraid to say
This evidence is very damning.
- Mr. Woodson, you were the last person seen with mr. Tandy.
- Yes, I've already told you.
Saw him cough and then collapse on the sidewalk.
- What happened at the pool?
- You both know about that?
Nothing.
Took a while to get changed and harold waited for me.
- There was no sort of altercation
Between the two of you at the pool?
- No. Harold didn't even go swimming.
He said he didn't feel well.
I went back to the house to get dressed for the dance
And the next time I saw harold, he was on the street.
- Mrs. Hart should have her post-mortem completed.
I'd like to hear her findings before we proceed.
- Detective.
I didn't hurt harold.
He's my friend.
- Harold tandy did not drown in a pool.
- Are you sure?
- Have a look at this.
- A bug? - Pond beetle.
I found it in his lungs, along with some algae.
Harold tandy drowned in a pond, not a pool.
- But that still doesn't explain
How he was up and about walking when he died.
- I think I can explain it. Dry drowning.
- That sounds impossible.
- A person can nearly drown but survive.
However, their lungs have collected water,
Which later causes pulmonary edema.
- So, mr. Tandy was in a pond yesterday?
- Yesterday, or the day before.
I've read of cases that took two days to become fatal.
- Well, that certainly widens the window of opportunity.
Thank you, miss hart.
- Oh, one more thing.
I found traces of green paint on the victim, inside his ear.
- We met someone else marked with green paint today.
(grunting)
- We really should cover him up, julia.
It's gruesome.
- This is a criminal investigation, mr. Garland.
Now, look at this.
(sighs) - do I have to?
- The blood on his collar is still quite red and fresh.
- And?
- Look at the blood on this shawl.
- It's dry and stiff.
- I should have seen it before.
It's not his blood.
Someone placed this there earlier.
- So, someone manufactured evidence against mrs. Hymus?
(distant screaming)
- What happened? - Lauren found it!
- This is too much. - Lauren, what is it?
- I felt something poking me when I sat down.
It was under the cushion.
(julia): Did you touch it?
(lauren): No. - Your handkerchief.
- Uh, right.
- We need the fingermarks on it.
- Well, who put it there? - The murderer, presumably.
- And who is that?
- It's a tented arch. That's impossible.
- Who do they belong to?
- Me.
- You killed my father?
- This must be the knife I used at dinner.
It's not the murder weapon. We have to keep looking.
(gasps)
- Please, julia. - Leslie!
- I think it's best if you sat down.
(lauren): What are you doing?!
- This is ridiculous.
What interest would I have in killing the warden?
I'm about to be released tomorrow morning.
- I have no idea why you would do it.
But you have blamed everyone in this household
Except yourself.
- I wouldn't put anything past her.
She's responsible for the death of my beloved brother.
(gasps) - what?
- Your first husband, remember?
- Leslie garland is trying to frame me for this murder
And I can explain to you all why.
- Green paint on harold?
Are you sure?
- You had green paint on your sleeve earlier.
- It was just a silly sorority thing.
- You must admit,
It's quite a coincidence, miss harris.
- Penny...
Please help us.
- We use it in our initiations.
We paint all the new girls' faces green.
- Do any other groups use green paint?
- My sorority is the sister to theta gamma delta.
They paint new brothers green, too.
- Why would leslie frame you?
- It fits in with his previous behaviour.
Leslie garland blames me for his brother's death.
So, for some time, he made my life hell.
- What did he do?
- He posed as a sequential killer
Who was after my husband.
He tried to keep us apart. He terrorized me.
- I sent some letters, julia.
I was angry. You ruined my life.
You cost me my job at the crown attorney's office!
- That's the least that you deserved.
You're pathetic.
- My brother would still be alive if it weren't for you.
- Look, his cuff.
- There's something brown on your shirt, leslie.
- It looks like cocoa.
- Why would you have cocoa on your sleeve?
- He took dr. Ogden's knife
From the dinner table and he dusted it with cocoa.
- Well, how did he get the knife bloody?
- Oh, mr. Garland. You didn't!
- You don't understand. None of you do.
This woman is-is evil!
- You framed dr. Ogden!
- Leslie, it was you! You killed my father!
(tense music)
Leslie...
How could you?
- What are you saying? O-of course I didn't do it!
- Did you kill the warden just to frame me?
- Now, wait a minute! This is getting out of hand.
Everybody out! I need to speak with dr. Ogden a-alone.
- Will you murder her, too?
(gun thuds)
- Please.
- It's all right.
I can defend myself, if it comes to that.
- Let's go, everyone.
Apparently, these two have some unfinished business to discuss.
- All right, we're alone.
What is it you have to say to me?
- I'm sorry.
- You admit it?
- Look, julia, I have no idea whose fingermarks
Are on the murder weapon, all right?
But I saw one last chance to get my revenge
For what you did and I took it.
- For what I did? I didn't kill darcy!
- But he'd still be alive if he'd never met you.
- Don't you think it's time you let this go?
- You're right.
This anger towards you's
Been eating me from the inside out.
I hate not being a crown attorney anymore.
Went into estate law, but it's just so boring.
- Well...
Perhaps this could be a fresh start for you.
You could find a career that is truly fulfilling.
- I fear marrying lauren is a mistake, too.
(sighs) my life's such a mess.
(sighs) - leslie...
It's not too late.
- You're right.
(leslie grunts) - what are you doing?!
- Oh, I thought that's what you wanted!
- You really are a pissant!
- How does theta gamma delta haze their initiates?
- That's a secret.
- This is a murder investigation, gentlemen.
We don't have time for secrets.
- Murder? He had a heart attack, or something.
Had nothing to do with us.
- Please answer the question.
- We paint 'em green and we make 'em swim ten laps.
- In a pond?
- Grenadier pond. Why?
- Okay... Ah-ha!
I'm leaving.
I don't have to listen to any more of this.
- What? - Let's go.
- Chick, this is serious. - Let's go, ralphie.
- The detective needs to talk to everyone.
- Don't touch me.
Am I under arrest?
- You just might be.
- I can explain. - There's nothing to explain.
You took my gold clock.
It was in the dining room
And I've just found it in the kitchen cupboard.
- But I didn't steal it!
- Then how did it come to be in your possession?
- Lauren?
- Did he confess?
- Is he guilty?
- I'm not sure.
- Lauren, you cannot marry that man.
- He's horrible.
- Sarah! It's none of your business.
- Are you saying that leslie's guilty?
Perhaps it was you? - Don't turn on me!
It's your mother who hates him so much!
- I don't know who you think you are!
- That's enough! Everyone be quiet.
Mrs. Hymus,
Where did your husband keep his outgoing mail?
- In a tray by the front hall.
For the mailman to pick up.
- I'd like all of you to move into the drawing room.
I'll join you there in five minutes.
(mysterious music)
- Harold tandy was initiated into theta gamma delta.
And it killed him.
- Detective, are you aware that chick is miss harris' brother?
- Well, that is most interesting.
Because miss harris, your sister,
Told us that mr. Tandy
Wrote her a most uncharacteristic letter
After they last saw one another,
Breaking off their relationship.
- Did you make him do that?
- How would I make him write a letter?
- By showing him that you'd kill him if he didn't.
- You pretended to initiate him to gain his trust.
And then held him underwater.
You scratched his head with your ring.
- All right.
I had a little fun.
But I just scared him so that he'd stay away from my sister.
- Yeah. Chick wasn't anywhere near harold when he died.
- His actions killed him.
- It's called a dry drowning.
And it was at your hand, mr. Harris.
I suppose we'll have to see how much jail time
A judge and jury feel you deserve.
- Please, sit.
Mrs. Hymus, I don't believe that sara stole your gold clock.
- Thank you, dr. Ogden.
- I believe that lauren gave it to her
In exchange for a favour.
(lauren): What do you mean?
- I'd like to draw everyone's attention to this.
These old letters of the warden's
Were found in the stove in sarah's room.
- I told you, I used them as kindling.
- Did you?
Or were they examples of the warden's handwriting
Used to forge a letter?
- What letter?
- I found this in the outgoing mail tray.
It's a letter to the head of port credit prison
Stating that jane March is pardoned,
Fully and completely, effective immediately.
- I don't know anything about that.
- But why would lauren ask sarah
To forge a pardon letter for jane?
- Jane,
I've noticed that all evening,
You've been reaching into your apron pocket.
Please show us what you have in there.
- No!
You can't make me.
- You will do as dr. Ogden says, right now!
(breathing heavily)
(leslie): The other half of lauren's locket.
- Lauren and jane were planning to run away together.
- But lauren...
You told me you loved me! I can't believe this.
- Hold your outrage, mr. Garland.
- Oh, please! You can't possibly believe
That I knew anything about this.
- Earlier when I was searching for the real murder weapon,
I was just about to look in this sideboard
When you stopped me at gunpoint.
(phyllis): The knife!
- I'm not a betting woman,
But I'd wager if I compared everyone's fingermarks
Against those on this knife,
They'd match lauren hymus's.
(breathing heavily)
- You were just supposed to get me pardoned!
- My father would have found out and ruined everything.
This way, we could have our freedom and my inheritance.
It would have been perfect.
(knocking at door)
- That must be the police.
- Well, they took their sweet time, didn't they?
(breathing heavily)
- Why is jane being arrested?
She didn't know of my plan!
- Jane's sentence will be lighter,
But she's still part of this crime.
- Lauren...
Was everything we had a lie?
- Yes, leslie. You repulse me.
(sighs) - that's rather harsh.
- I had thought you were the only way out of here.
And then I met jane.
- Well, julia, although our night together
Did have a grisly catalyst, I must admit I did rather enjoy
Our time playing detective.
No hard feelings?
- Mr. Garland, you tried to frame me for murder.
- Well...
- Did you find the murder weapon in lauren's bedroom?
- Yes. Along with a packed bag.
I thought lauren killed her father for his inheritance
And kept a bag close by in case she was looking suspicious,
But...
Well, I thought she did it for us.
- So, you knew that lauren killed her father,
But you did nothing?
- She was my fiancée!
- Officers, take this man into custody, as well.
- What?
Trying to ruin my life again?
- You did that yourself.
- You'd best watch your back, julia ogden.
I'll see to it you pay for this.
- Don't keep the officers waiting.
(sighs)
(indistinct chatter)
(distant church bells ringing)
(chuckling)
- Violet!
I wasn't expecting to see you.
- I wanted to surprise you.
- We were up all night. I thought you'd take the day off
And sleep in.
- Oh, I couldn't sleep.
Neither could you, it seems.
- I didn't want to miss a class.
- Oh.
Well, how about an early dinner?
- That sounds perfect.
- Good.
- But violet,
Do you think we can get through a single date
Without some calamity?
- Um, we'll see.
(laughing)
- There's never a dull moment around you.
- Isn't that why you like me?
- Hmm.
It's not the only reason.
- Hmm.
- I'm just glad she's too young
To remember that her mother was imprisoned.
- She missed you.
- I missed you both, so much.
I'm so glad to be home.
(baby cooing)
- What else can I get you?
I'll make you anything you heart desires.
- Honestly, I'm not fussy,
As long as it's not steak,
Cocoa, uh, baked alaska,
Or imperial tokay.
- Right. What is tokay?
- Well, it's a hungarian, uh--
- I-it doesn't matter.
Were you really up all night solving the warden's murder?
- Put the kettle on, then come back
And I'll tell you the whole story.
(light music)
(upbeat mysterious music)