Ted, travel Number One to set.
Copy that, making my way over.
Liability?
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, I know what the definition of liability is...
Mr. Larson? They're ready for you on set.
What about the "Sexiest Man of the Year"?
No... No...
No, that's not how it works, Jerry.
Well... well, you need to fly your ass down there
and demand that it happens!
What? I don't care if it's Eva's Sweet Sixteen, Jerry,
that's not my problem!
Hey, Kid. Relax, all right?
I'll get there when I get there.
Well, why do I pay you commission, then, Jerry?
Huh?
Well, it's not because you're nice to look at,
that's for goddamn sure.
Unbelievable.
Hey!
Actor on set!
Morning, Mr. Larson.
Yeah, it is, Einstein.
We have to get your mic checked.
Why is it so hot in here?
Phew! It's hot.
Why is it so goddamn hot in here?
- Right this way, sir. - Yeah...
Damn, it's hot...
Are you okay, Mr. Larson?
Yeah, I'm fine, I just...
I just feel...
I just find it really hot.
Whoa, oh my God! Oh my God!
I need a medic, stat!
Mr. Larson? Mr. Larson?
We need a medic!
Wow.
I have never done this much hardcore relaxing,
and it is super weird,
but I gotta say, I don't hate it.
Hmm, Candace.
Well, you know, we spend so much time working together;
we should have some fun together too.
Definitely.
You gotta set work aside sometimes.
It's Candace Buchanan again.
You remember, she played Bryn Martell in the movies.
Oh, yeah. No, I remember.
Well, I don't know.
She's in town making a film.
I thought maybe I'd invite her over for dinner or something.
You could do that...
Whatever it is, just say it.
Thank you.
Okay...
- The movies... - Mm-hm?
The heyday of Bryn-mania.
I feel like that's when I kind of lost you.
Okay, I get it.
I won't invite Candace over.
No, you can.
Have her over. I've said my piece.
I feel better and I trust that if you have Candace over
you won't let it spiral into Bryn-sanity again.
No, no, Candace is good people.
- You'll like her. - Yeah, I will.
- But down the line. - Mm-hm.
Now, this, right now, this is "us" time.
Thanks.
Okay, she wants to get in touch with you,
so just knock yourself out.
Hi, Candace.
Vic?
Are you really a private investigator?
- Yep. - I need help!
They're going to accuse me of murder!
I guess "us" time is over.
- Synced and corrected by chamallow - - www.addic7ed.com -
Thanks so much.
Okay, Alex is in the hospital in stable condition.
Oh, thank God!
They're still waiting on the tox screen and the analysis
of the breakfast smoothie, but they think it's possibly
just cross-contamination with tree nuts.
Apparently he had a severe tree nut allergy.
- So that's good news. - Mm-hm!
Yeah.
Why are you so upset, honey?
There's so many strict rules around Alex's allergy on set.
If anything got near him, it had to have been deliberate
and they're gonna think it was me!
Why would they think it was you?
Because we had words in the past!
Oh God, I need a cigarette.
Wait, you're smoking again?
Oh, I love you, Vic, but please, go jump in a lake.
What was your argument with Alex about?
I stuck up for someone he was bullying.
It led to an awful argument and everyone found out about it.
But you were doing something kind.
Surely everyone will understand.
Yeah, but what if someone who has a beef with him
is letting me take the fall for it?
You're just being paranoid.
I'm sure no one thinks you're responsible.
Yeah, uh, everyone thinks Candace is responsible.
Even if it was a practical joke,
tree nut exposure is really serious.
I have a tree nut allergy too.
Yeah, I noticed your bracelet and the EpiPen.
Uh, I can experience anaphylaxis
if someone who's ingested tree nuts even breathes on me.
And he was like right in my face.
So, do you know anything?
No, the hospital hasn't told us what caused the collapse.
I'm pretty sure you would know by now
if you were experiencing anaphylaxis.
What's this movie about, anyway?
Uh, Alex Larson wrote it.
He plays a heart surgeon eco-warrior who defeats this
evil property developer slash taxidermist.
Candace is a lumber heiress
turned park ranger who helps him.
- Mmm! - Sounds... gripping.
Ted, what you do on set?
- I'm a TAD. - What's that?
Trainee assistant director.
I... well...
do what the other AD's tell me to do.
Generally getting actors to and from.
So, tell me, Ted the TAD,
why does everyone think that Candace Buchanan did it?
They had a huge fight a while back
and the whole thing was caught on hot mics.
And then, well, people gossip a lot on set.
Really? Shocking.
If they were wearing microphones when they were fighting,
would there be a recording of it anywhere?
- Yeah, I can look into it. - Okay.
And the person that Alex berated,
what happened to them?
Nora.
Uh, she was Alex's personal assistant,
until the big argument.
Production felt bad, so they reassigned her to catering.
From personal assistant to catering?
Doesn't that require some kind of culinary expertise?
Not on this film, no.
They're not shelling out for fine cuisine.
Nora, right?
What did production do to protect Alex
from his tree nut allergy?
It was like the number one concern.
We would have been fired if any tree nuts got anywhere near him.
There were notices on every call sheet...
- Ah. - And frequent reminders
during daily set safety meetings.
Alex's food was hand-delivered to his trailer.
By who?
Sometimes Ted, because they have the same allergy
and their food was prepared together.
But because of budget, there weren't enough people
to go around, so sometimes it was production assistants,
hair and makeup...
Really, whoever was available.
So, other than for food delivery,
did anyone else have access to his trailer?
Well...
I hate to say it, but Candace Buchanan.
Why do you say that?
She got out of hair and makeup first,
so she would have had access while he was being processed.
I mean, she was nice to me,
but it's kinda what everybody else is saying.
Tell me, Nora, did you ever prepare Alex's food?
Sure. But I just follow directions.
Did you make a smoothie this morning?
I did.
But I gave it to Ted, whose allergy was way worse.
If Alex ate tree nuts and then yelled at Ted,
Ted would be in the hospital, too.
I gotta go.
Nice of Nora to throw Candace under the bus.
Not the most charitable, I agree.
Still, Candace had the motive and, apparently,
the opportunity.
I am not giving up on my friend.
Ooh! The fight between Alex and Candace,
Ted got a recording of it from the sound department.
Sure, Nora's not the sharpest knife
in the drawer, but you don't treat people that way!
What kind of monster are you, Alex?
God, I can't believe I ever slept with you!
Yeah, well, I remember you being pretty into it.
Oh! Yeah, well, had I known
at that time that you were boning your aesthetician...
Dermatologist!
Okay, well, I think that's quite enough of that.
- Mm-hm. - Yep.
Why didn't you tell us you were hooking up with Alex?
Because if I could push him off a building, I would.
Well, when you make a statement to the police,
you might want to leave out
the hypothetical desire to murder him.
When were you seeing him?
Years ago.
Back when he was really sexy
and not yet a full-blown egomaniac.
That argument had nothing to do with the fact
that I once made the mistake of sleeping with him...
for five months.
So, your argument was just about Nora?
It was about the way he treats people!
The man is a waste of skin.
Unfortunately, I need him. I...
I need this whole stupid movie to work.
Oh, Vic...
I'm this close to bankruptcy.
I've been making my own beauty products
and selling them on Etsy under a fake name.
"All natural ingredients."
It's gone pretty well.
I mean, I'm just... selling off the last of them.
As Bryn Martell says...
"Always have a backup plan."
Where were you this morning
leading up to Alex's collapse?
We just have to cover all our bases, Candace.
It's fine, I get it.
My driver picked me up at 6:30,
and then I went straight to hair and makeup
and that's when we all heard about Alex's collapse,
when a PA brought me my coffee. They can confirm.
And you mentioned someone else might have issues with Alex?
Well, I'm sure lots of people hate him.
Talk to the executive producer, Nadine, if you can.
I know she's been on Zoom calls all morning with the studio;
maybe tomorrow.
They may have to declare a force majeure.
Ms. Buchanan?
They're ready for you.
Time to make the donuts.
Okay, one more there...
And here...
Ha-ha! And there we go!
And...
I have two mock-ups for the new cover of
"The Progeny's Puzzle"!
Well, I like them,
but don't you think there should be a hint of Clodagh in them?
Yeah, I thought so too.
I'm telling you, The Unsolved Press team are in love with it!
They want a four-book deal with this new Bryn/Clodagh pairing.
They're even talking about starting the movies up again!
What?!
But right now, they want to plan a 25-city book tour.
Maybe you and Darby could treat it like a mini-vacay.
Well, I don't know. With our new business...
But you're gonna tell her, right?
Vic, she's probably gonna notice if you just disappear
for a few months.
- Okay, I'll figure it out. - Okay.
- But timing is everything. - Yes, fine.
Hey, Sarita!
Oh, hey, Darby! Good to see you.
You too.
Uh, I was just leaving actually.
- Oh? - Yeah.
Everything okay?
Yes, everything is great!
Great, I'll show you out.
- Okay, sure! - Mm-hm.
- Bye. - Bye.
Hey, Lucas. Did you find out anything?
Uh, yeah.
Listen, I'm totally breaching
patient confidentiality here,
but I do want to give you a heads-up
given that Mr. Larson's co-star is your client.
Appreciated.
It's looking like it's not an allergic reaction.
Oh, what is it?
Still running tests, but his symptoms point to toxicity.
- Like... ? - Poisoning.
Meaning this wasn't an accident?
The hospital, of course, is gonna provide
this information to the police, which means that...
This will officially become an attempted murder investigation.
I did some research into the force majeure thing
that Candace mentioned; it's an insurance term
which protects the show from major losses
if the production shuts down.
Hmm, like a bailout?
Yeah, and since everyone says
that the show is in financial trouble,
it might be just the thing to save the producers' necks.
Wow, look who's here!
Alder Bluffs' answer to the Gilmore Girls!
And Alder Bluffs' answer to Miami Vice!
Ha-ha.
I'm guessing you two are here for the same reason we are.
To avail ourselves of the free snacks?
Look, here's the thing, Spencer Not-Really-Sisters:
this is a police investigation, okay?
Of course.
We wouldn't dream of getting in your way.
Good.
Psst! Hey, Zane!
Someone went out and got a whole new work wardrobe.
Yeah, it's, uh, been a busy time.
Graham! Come on, let's go!
We gotta go find ourselves a movie star.
We'll catch up later.
Okay.
Hmm!
I should call Candace.
Okay, but first let's go find that producer.
Reminder to call Javier at MGM, also cancel my massage,
also remind Carrie to feed Simba.
Hi, I have, like, three minutes. What do you need?
We're hoping you can answer some questions for us.
We understand the production
is experiencing some financial troubles.
Huh! Candace told you this?
And she might have mentioned the possibility
of declaring a force majeure.
Reminder to not discuss business with friends.
We also heard from the crew
about a general lack of resources.
Reminder to get all crew to sign
their non-disclosure agreements!
Why is the budget so strained?
Among other things, the insurance company
decided to double our premium at the last minute.
Because the plot was so convoluted?
Alex Larson is...
He's an audience draw, for sure,
but he is also a total lawsuit magnet,
which sometimes makes it a little hard to...
finish a movie!
So, declaring a force majeure
would bail you out of a serious financial jam?
Uh, you think I hospitalized my own star?
Okay, I'm gonna make this really easy for you.
It's not me. Okay?
Seriously, force majeure is not winning the lottery.
All it does is cover the cost of a shutdown if we stop filming.
We are shooting around Alex as well as we can.
I need this movie to get made and I need it to be a hit,
so neither of my stars can die or get locked up,
at least until it's in the can.
Plus, Candace is my friend.
Blabbermouth notwithstanding.
And why would I implicate the other star of the movie
that I so desperately need to succeed?
Fair point.
Yes. Can you two...
figure this out, please?
Because I trust you more than that bonehead detective
who just left. Who was that?
Um, here is a list of our entire crew,
and I will also get somebody from our production office
to bring you today's security log.
Okay? Thank you.
All right, I am back.
Can somebody please get me up to speed?
When we get a copy of the security log,
we should take it to Candace
and see if any names jump out at her.
And find out if and how she actually is friends with Nadine.
- Mm-hm. - Okay.
Oh, you know, Mom,
I should probably take this, so...
why don't I meet you at Candace's trailer?
Hey, Alastair.
It is crucial we meet.
You're gonna wanna hear this about Billy.
I thought I told you to drop the investigation into Billy!
Yes, I-I heard that.
Well, so, you know, I might have...
obtained some satellite and surveillance imagery
that puts Billy in North America
long before he said he moved here.
Couldn't he have been on vacation?
For seven months?
Come on, look, I know he's rich,
but the real question is whether or not
he got cosmetic surgery... to disguise himself.
Oh, for... Okay, listen, Alastair.
My mom is really happy with Billy.
Do you think that's maybe part of your problem?
Of course not.
Meanwhile, none of your so-called "proof"
gives me any reason to get in the way of that happiness.
I really think that you...
I don't want to be a jerk,
but seriously, dude, you gotta let it go.
Let me just send you some pictures!
Alastair? Stop.
Hmm... all right. That matches.
Candace confirmed it... she is friends with Nadine.
And a friend in Hollywood is worth their weight in gold.
Yet another reason why I wouldn't want to harm the production.
Who is this Brock Duhaime?
Uh, he came here this morning but I didn't see him
on the crew list, and he comes all the time.
Yeah. Brock's my stalker.
Excuse me?!
Well, more of a fan with light stalker-ish tendencies.
What?
He stopped by with flowers so often,
eventually they just waved him in after a while.
Admittedly, security was terrible.
Yeah, we just walked right in.
But Brock is sweety. He's... he's harmless!
In my experience, the line between harmless fan
and dangerous criminal is pretty thin.
Where can we find this Brock?
Oh, I don't know.
It's a one-way stalking.
You said he brought these flowers?
Yeah.
They're from the same florist.
"Merci Bouquets"?
Now, that is criminal.
It took some convincing, but the florist says
this is the billing address, number two.
A stalker, in a basement apartment?
- You don't say! - Stand back.
Creepy guys in basements is where I shine.
May I help you?
Hi, I'm Darby, and this is...
Victoria Spencer!
Creator of Bryn Martell, the Bryn Martell books,
the Bryn Martell movies... Oh!
Come in, come in! Come in, come in, come in!
Come in!
What?!
And this right here is my wall of fame.
It's beautiful.
So it's like a shrine?
Oh, you're too kind!
Now, can I interest you in some Yirgacheffe espresso?
And now you're too kind!
I'll be right back!
Maybe lay off the Yirgacheffe? We're investigating a poisoner!
Okay! I just...
I didn't know that you cared if I got poisoned.
I care about losing my business partner.
Here we are!
Ha-ha...
Help yourself.
So, tell us, Brock,
what do you know about Candace's co-star, Alex Larson?
Hmm, I know all about that one.
He's a real degenerate, if you ask me.
A real loathsome piece of work.
And on what do you base this strongly held opinion?
Research, dear lady.
Tell us about this research.
What'd you learn about Alex?
He was awful to Candace.
She gave up work to go on a trip with him,
and he dumped her the day before.
It just makes my blood boil!
Oh...
I know what you're thinking.
- What are we thinking? - Please.
Well, his suspected poisoning, her presumed guilt,
it's all over the Bryn Martell message boards.
But you think I'm the culprit.
- So tell us why you couldn't be. - Please!
What, commit a crime and implicate dear Candace?
Not a chance!
But I can assure you,
there are scores of people who want Alex dead.
And he leaves scorched earth wherever he goes!
Where were you this morning, Brock?
I was getting a tattoo, actually.
Oh, really?
You don't seem like a tattoo kind of guy.
Could we see it?
Well, yes!
I'll have to change into my Speedo first.
You know what? We have, uh...
we have so much to do, and we'll have to just
take a rain check on the Speedo.
Oh, you'd love it!
It's Bryn Martell reading a Bryn Martell novel!
Eugh!
Oh, it's a text from Lucas.
He has an update for us at the hospital.
- We should head there. - No, I have drinks with Candace.
I'm gonna need a few to get that image out of my mind.
- Hey! - Oh, hey.
What is all this?
Why aren't you in your uniform?
Yeah. Sorry I didn't tell you.
I, uh, took, and passed, the detective exam.
What? When?
Why, thank you. Such kind words.
Sorry, no, I'm... I'm happy for you.
That's awesome! Congrats.
I'm just surprised.
It's like when we were 16 and you pierced your ear
without telling me first.
Yeah, well, I was worried about passing the exam
so I only told Antonio.
Look, if you want to get caught up, we can,
but not right now.
I gotta go.
Okay.
Bye!
Remember when it was your turn, you just shouted,
"Oscar de la Renta!" and ran down the red carpet?
Okay, not my best moment,
but I really needed to use the bathroom!
Those were good times!
I should put that in a book.
What is going on there?
I can't believe you just gave up your whole career to become a PI.
I haven't. In fact, it's helped my writing immensely.
I just completed a new book
and my publisher wants me to go on a 25-city book tour!
What?! Congratulations!
- To comebacks. - To comebacks.
Hmm...
Do you mind if I just nip outside for one second?
Candace, really...
Oh my goodness.
Okay, Mom! Calm down.
Now I see what Darby has to put up with.
I'm sorry. I just...
I care enough to be a pain in the ass.
Hmm, apparently.
So...
What are the new books about?
Bryn's long-lost daughter, Clodagh, returns.
Wow!
Darby must be so touched.
Actually, Darby's not much of a fan of the books.
In fact, I don't think she's ever read a single one of them.
What?
- Not even the first one? - No.
Wait, she has no idea that Bryn's unhappy marriage
is based off you and Sam?
No.
When I first wrote the books,
I never thought they'd be published, let alone...
Read and seen by millions?
She'd just lost her father.
I didn't want to taint her image of him.
I figured maybe one day she'd read the book.
Sure.
My shrink would call that "avoidance coping."
Hmph!
Dr. Kim to Geriatrics...
He's out of critical danger, but he still has a ways to go.
We were able to get him the proper antidote
once we confirmed cyanide toxicity.
Wait, what?!
Who's behind this, the KGB?
Where would someone get cyanide?
The internet, for one, but...
that would most likely be an injection.
- There's no sign of that. - So then... ?
Naturally occurring cyanide isn't hard to find.
Most grocery, health food stores have lots of it.
Seriously?
Cassava, tapioca, bitter almonds, apricot kernels,
all contain small amounts of amygdalin,
which releases cyanide after being eaten.
Trace amounts of amygdalin were found in the smoothie
that he had this morning.
You know, Candace Buchanan makes all these beauty products,
and I'm pretty sure I saw an apricot kernel facial scrub.
How many apricot kernels would I have to ingest to get poisoned?
I think that the medical term for that would be, um, "a boatload."
Okay, so then instead of all at once,
it would have to be, like, smaller amounts,
over a long period of time?
The culprit would have needed access to Alex's food,
for weeks.
Like... the length of a movie production.
Yeah, that, uh, that sounds about right.
You okay?
You don't seem like your normal, perky self.
Ah...
Lindsay and I are, um...
We're sorting things out.
Sorry to hear that.
Hi, Mom.
Is everything okay?
Mom?
Oh, nice!
You're just in time for the star's grand exit.
It wasn't me, I swear!
Zane?
Candace, we're right behind you!
What's happening?
You.
- Hi, Victoria. - Mm-hm!
You can't keep me waiting all night.
What has happened to my client?
Oh, it's not a big deal. I'm just charging her
- with attempted murder. - On what grounds?
On the grounds of a grinder, actually.
And apricot kernels we found in her trailer,
right next to Larson's.
That's means and opportunity.
Oh, and motive, that's right.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
Shakespeare.
Hmph! Actually, William Congreve, but nice try.
- Whatever. - Can I see her?
No. No, you can't.
She's in processing.
But you can see her later. Just come back tomorrow.
Or wait longer.
Ah...
God, that felt good!
Zane? Hey!
You owe me an explanation.
About?
Well, you blew me off at the hospital,
knowing you were going to arrest Candace at my house.
Why are you so secretive all of a sudden?
Keeping a police matter confidential?
That's called doing my job.
Okay, and what about taking the detective exam?
I've been thinking about taking it for ages,
even before you came back to Alder Bluffs,
but how would you know that?
What does that mean?
Since you've been back,
all we talk about are your problems.
"My mom's a narcissist."
"Can you look up a record for me?"
"I need some facts about a case."
"Is it okay to pine for Lucas when I'm dating Des?"
Harsh.
Sometimes I feel like you have no room
for what's happening in my life.
Graham! I need you back in here, stat!
'Cause you're not the only one with a challenging co-worker.
Yeah?
Hey, I wasn't expecting you. What are you doing up?
Couldn't sleep.
Me neither.
It's been a long time since Candace and I were friends,
but I can't believe that someone who could play Bryn Martell
would do something like this.
Well, I'm learning friends can surprise you.
- Hmm. - Check it out.
Gossip websites?
You continually surprise me too.
No, I'm rethinking what Brock said about Alex
leaving a trail of destruction wherever he goes.
And Nadine said he was a "lawsuit magnet."
Mm-hm.
This is a real-time chronicle of Alex's antics
when he was filming several different movies.
Paternity suit in LA...
Hotel room trashed in Santa Fe...
Driver fired after a car crash in Kitsilano...
Stunt man injured in a film in Detroit.
- Not far from here. - Yeah.
Maybe someone from one of these movie set came up here
with an axe to grind.
An axe?
Or an apricot kernel?
Oh, boy.
Nadine, we've been going over this list,
and we would like to ask you some questions about your crew,
specifically if there are any out-of-town hires.
Only Candace and Alex, our Hollywood stars.
Oh, and our director of photography.
He is from Québec.
Anyone from Detroit?
Or Michigan?
No, everybody's from around here.
I signed off on the paperwork,
so I would definitely remember work visas.
Yeah, hang on.
I need to meet with my production manager.
Can you keep me posted?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
- Whoa! - Be careful, please!
Bears and skis and surgeons...
What isn't in this movie?
Wasn't one of Alex's incidents in Kitsilano, in Vancouver?
Yes, I think so.
Well, I was just thinking, remember that guy, Ted,
the TAD we met yesterday?
He was wearing a ski school instructor T-shirt
from Whistler. What if he's not from Ontario?
What if he's from BC?
He's the one who brings Alex's food most of the time.
That's because he had the same allergy.
But he did seem a little fuzzy on anaphylaxis.
Yeah, I thought so, too! It was really weird, right?
What if the allergy was just a ruse, to gain access to Alex?
Huh...
I know who to call.
- Hi. - Alastair?
- Hey, listen, I need a favour. - What do you need?
I'm looking for, uh, a guy named Ted, maybe Theodore,
Gopnik, um, to see if he has a severe tree nut allergy.
Something that would show up on a MedicAlert bracelet.
Okay, checking.
He's checking.
So... while I have you...
Nope, gonna stop you there.
Thank you so much. We're good.
Fine.
One in Ontario...
Theodore Gopnik.
He is 85.
He lives in Thunder Bay.
No known allergies.
That's your guy?
Ted lied.
"Ted" isn't Ted's real name.
Ted?
Go. Let's act fast.
Okay.
I don't really know what we're looking for.
Whoa, Mom!
- Apricot kernels. - What?
The waybill is addressed to Surrey, BC,
to a guy named Derek Wilkies.
Why does that sound so familiar?
Let me look it up.
The name of the driver in Kitsilano who lost his license
because of Alex was Damon Wilkies!
His son was a medical student named Derek.
That's Ted the TAD!
So, what, he wanted revenge
and he saw Candace as a fall-guy?
Ugh, well, if he isn't here, where is he?
Oh...
Hey, look at this.
"Wednesday - Surgery Scene: Ace Flanagan."
Why would there be an empty costume bag in here?
Unless Derek changed into it.
- And no longer needs these. - His EpiPen!
I knew that was a fake allergy!
Maybe he was trying to slip into the hospital unnoticed.
I'll call Zane.
Everything seems pretty normal here.
Well, maybe we were wrong. Is Alex's room down here?
Yeah, it's this one.
Oh, good, Lucas is in there.
Darby, wait, no!
Oh, what are you doing here?
Please, please, please!
No, hey, I wouldn't do that.
Hey!
Help!
Hey, hello?! Can you hear me!
- Help! - DARBY Hello?
Help!
This is Dr. Lucas Collins.
We have a Code White emergency in C5.
Repeat, Code White emergency.
It's a violent person or a hostage;
it triggers a lockdown.
No one's getting in or out...
except in a body bag.
Please, look...
Whatever it is you're upset about...
What I'm upset about?
My father, Damon.
Derek? We know that's your real name.
We've called the police. They're on their way.
Well, they're gonna be delayed
thanks to your friend and his credentials.
- What is that? - No, no, no, no, no!
Hospital-grade fentanyl.
It won't kill him immediately.
Just long enough for him to feel completely powerless.
Derek, it's over.
The police are already on the way, okay?
There's no point in doing any of this.
Just hand it over to me.
Come on, you don't have to.
Please! Please, please, please!
No, Darby, no!
- Darby! - Lucas!
Gah! Ah!
- Oh my God! - Why did you do that?
Hey, whoa, okay, careful!
Oh...
Look at me. Lucas!
- Help, we need help in here! - Mom!
Help, please!
Move, please! Move!
I need you to move! Excuse me...
Please proceed to your designated safety zone.
If you are unable to reach your safety zone,
please remain where you are until the lockdown is over.
Move, move! Hey!
Hey, I need someone to open this door, stat!
Tell me what to do. What do I do?
Oh...
The danger is respiratory failure.
Okay, is there naloxone in here?
I can look.
Oh, no, there's... It's okay.
You hate needles.
Okay, you're breathing, you're conscious.
What's next? What's next?
Tell me what to do next.
The defib.
What?
Oh, no!
No, no, no, listen to me, listen to me.
- I can pay you... - Shut... up!
Let's calm down.
We want to help you get through this situation, Derek.
I don't need help.
Just one shock can put him into cardiac arrest.
Please, please!
Just stop talking!
If you do this, you're charged with murder.
Your life is over.
But it will have been worth something.
You don't remember my father, Damon?
He was your driver.
You got a DUI and couldn't drive,
but one night you bullied him
into giving you the keys to the car.
And he took it, and he got into a collision
and he fled the scene, and your dad was liable
because he loaned him the car?
Yeah. You let him take the fall.
I'm sorry!
My father killed himself because he was worried
my mother would lose the house!
He thought his life was worth less than an insurance policy!
I'm so sorry!
I'm sorry!
No, don't do it!
Lucas is in grave danger!
And killing Alex is not gonna bring your dad back.
No.
But he has to pay!
For all the suffering that he's caused!
Ow!
Okay, yeah, too much shoulder.
Ow...
Oh, finally!
- Thank you! - Oh, no, it's okay.
- Gah! - Wait!
Alex has destroyed so many lives,
but you don't have to let him ruin yours.
It's too late.
No, no!
Clear!
Just stop, Derek. It's over.
Don't move!
No... I...
Go, go!
Lucas! Lucas! Help!
Look at me! Lucas!
One, two, three.
One, two, and three!
Do you feel a pulse? Check the vitals!
Well, I certainly hope
that young man gets the help he needs.
Well, he'll have a psych eval coupled with his treatment plan.
And when we do charge him,
Alex Larson actually asked we show him some leniency.
- Oh! - Mm-hm.
That's interesting!
Seems that Alex finally learned something.
Hmm!
How about you?
Well, I... maybe, probably,
got a little overexcited
at the prospect of arresting a Hollywood star.
Hmm, and you will be extending
a very public apology to Candace Buchanan?
Hmm, that...
will definitely be happening.
- Ugh... - Thank you.
You doing okay?
Yeah, I think so.
Thanks.
Yeah.
Zane?
I'm sorry if you think I'm not interested in your life.
I am.
You and your family are really important to me.
Okay.
Darby! Thanks for calling.
How's Lucas? Where is he?
He's here.
Oh my God, Lucas!
Hey... I'm okay.
I'm okay.
It's because of you, Darby.
Thank you.
You saved me.
I'll see you soon!
It's like you wouldn't buy this for the house,
you know? That's why it's such a delight
to have these at a workplace.
Thank you!
They want to do a cover story on me
for "The Hollywood Reporter"!
- Wow! - I'm coming back, Vic!
You deserve it.
And I hear they've reworked the script?
Yeah, Alex is taking a step back,
and we're just gonna shoot out the scenes here
while Nadine gets the script rewritten
to make me the main character!
Unbelievable.
Maybe it'll make more sense too.
Mm-hm...
I am just so, so grateful to you both.
You really got me out of a bad place.
I've always believed in you, Candace.
It's true. She has.
And Mom's a great person to have in your corner.
She sure is.
Ms. Buchanan?
- They're ready for you on set. - Oh!
Oh, you gotta go.
So nice to see you!
- You too. - Bye.
You'll come for dinner at the house sometime soon, right?
Oh, love to! Thanks.
- What's this? - A memento.
And a promise...
that I will quit for good.
And Darby, I had production send a little something to the house.
Open it when you're alone.
Okay!
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"Dear Darby, the next few months will be tough
while your mom's gone on her book tour,
but maybe reading the book that started it all
will make her feel closer.
Bryn's story is Victoria's story.
I hope you'll love it as millions do.
Fondly, Candace Buchanan."
Book tour?
Ugh...
Billy?
I hear you're going on a book tour.
- I... - Were you gonna tell me?
And you've got Alastair digging up dirt on Billy
just 'cause you can't stand the fact that I am finally happy?
What? Of course not!
I told him to call off that stupid investigation,
thank you very much. But this is happening, isn't it?
- I just... I... - Yes or no?
Ugh!
Just when I start trusting you and letting you in again,
you ditch me.
- For her. - Who?
Bryn Martell!
Your favourite child.
You'd rather travel the world as a famous author, with her,
than be here with me.
What are you talking about?
When your father died, I had to do something to support us!
Supporting us has always been an excuse, Mom.
Admit it.
You just wanted to do whatever you wanted to do.
Oh, you love to rewrite history.
I tried to be there for you.
When you graduated from university, the police academy.
But you, you refused to see me!
This is so classic.
Poor Victoria.
You're just like your father.
What does that mean?
You undermine me. You don't trust my judgement.
You clip my wings.
That is Sam, through and through.
No, it's not.
Dad was the nice one. He was reliable.
Oh, you're so proud of your hero,
who told me that I couldn't have my own career,
who told me it was stupid for me to want to be an author,
to have ambition, to have a dream!
He wasn't like that. No.
I was the one that was married to him!
I put it all in here.
What are you talking about?
If you want to know the truth about your father,
catch up with the rest of the world!
If he hadn't died, I would have left him.
I'm done.
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