Jane Mysteries, The: A Deadly Prescription (2024)

[bunniefuu]

[Woman]

Good Morning.

How can I help you today?

[ominous music]

[g*n fires]

[upbeat music starts]

["Lovesick" Performed

by Jodie Sweetin]



I heard you're feeling

under the weather

And tried to put your

broken heart back together

Don't even bother

with a doctor's note

Just come on over

for the antidote

You're lovesick and

I've got the remedy

Lovesick when you're

feeling blue just one kiss

Taken before bedtime

If that doesn't cure it

Just take two

No don't call the doctor

When your heart is blue

[applause]

Wow! You are a tough

act to follow, Jane!

Ah, I think you're

up for the challenge.

It's a great crowd.

Break a rib, John!

[laughs]

What?

During my best performance ever,

I actually broke a rib onstage.

Wow! Singing with a broken rib?

[laughs]

You're an interesting

case, Jane Da Silva.

Umm...

How about a drink after my set?

Oh! Okay. Yeah.

I'm over there?

Yeah, over there.

Great.

See you.

[Sadie]

Bravo!

Cheers!

To my gorgeous niece

breaking a rib!

Ah!

[glasses clink]

Thank you for

knowing me so well!

Well, having you

back in Baltimore

helps keep all of our family's

quirks and stories alive.

[soft Jazz music

starts playing]

Yeah, even though our family

is just the two of us now.

I miss Mom and Uncle

Harold all the time.

I miss them too.

But we have so

many good memories.

Yeah.

And John has been

so helpful too,

getting you up to speed

in all the recent files.

John has been...

Pretty great.

Wait...

I know that great.

I felt that when I first

started dating Harold.

I saw you two as

you came off stage.

Well, he did ask me for a

drink after his set, but...

Did he?

It's just a drink.

It's not a big deal.

[chuckles]

Besides, I don't have time

for all the dating

distractions anyway.

[music ends]

[applause]

[indistinct conversation]

Any idea who that was

that John just left with?

You mean the John that you just

said you weren't interested in?

That John?

Yeah, I mean, what was it?

Like his long lost sister

or cousin, or something?

Oh yeah, that hug

seemed totally platonic.

But it's just, it's not

like John to leave his band.

Okay, I'm going to go check.

I'll be back.

[vehicle engine starts]

Oh man...

Every one of you cases

deserves justice but

if I take on too many

and get overwhelmed,

then that helps

absolutely no one.

[knocking]

You don't have to knock.

You work at the Foundation too.

I just didn't want

to interrupt you

talking to your unsolved cases.

Hey, I'm sorry for rushing

off when we had some plans.

You got my text though, right?

Yeah, no.

No need to apologize!

I mean it's fine.

I haven't even really

been looking at my phone.

You know, I've just been

here, busy busy. So...

It's not like it was

a date or anything.

Jane, I can explain...

The only explaining you

have to do is to your band.

Because, quite frankly, they

were very off without you.

But me, I am fine!

There's someone I'd like

to introduce you to.

Oh, ah, great! Hi! Hi!

I'm Jane.

This is Sandra Shea.

Uh-huh...

Thanks for seeing me

at such a late hour.

Your uncle often

worked at night too.

Sandra was Harold's last

client before he passed away.

And Sandra's son is in prison

for a crime he maintains

he didn't commit.

Oh!

Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.

How can we help?

Well last night Sandra received

an anonymous note she

thought we should see.

And then tonight,

she thought she heard someone

breaking into her apartment.

I was so upset that I made

John come check it out.

I met with Harold at the

club a few times before.

He said I could trust John.

Ryan's case is up for appeal.

And it's getting a lot

of coverage in the news,

which brings out all kinds

of weirdos and bad tips.

But we have to make sure

we investigate every lead.

Ryan deserves that.

Of course.

You know, I think I saw

his case somewhere in here.

He's young, right?

Sixteen at the time

of the sh**ting.

He's just a minor.

Why don't you tell

me about him, Sandra.

Ryan has always been a good kid.

He helped our neighbors

with the yard work.

He tutored the younger

kids at school.

He was the top of his class.

Wanted to go to an

Ivy League school.

Doesn't sound like

the beginnings

of a hardened criminal to me.

[John]

Ryan's appeal is in five days.

Without any new information,

he'll be serving out his

full 15 year sentence.

[Sandra] This note proves

there's somebody out there

who knows the truth

and can help.

We need to find them.

I think we might be able

help you do that, but...

Did you say 15

years for robbery?

I was seriously ill last year.

I couldn't afford my

prescription medication.

So, Ryan took the handgun from

my safe and attempted to rob

a pharmacy to get the

medication I needed to live.

Of course he did.

He was terrified

of losing his mom!

It's so nice to have

an empathetic ear.

[Sandra] Ryan made a big

mistake robbing that pharmacy,

and he knows it.

But he would never

mean to k*ll someone.

Somebody died?

[g*n fires]

[John]

Phyllis Collins...

A beloved member

of the community.

Owned the pharmacy with

her husband, Jason Collins.

Ryan was cast as a

villain from day one.

But he's just worried

sick about me.

It wasn't premeditated.

He wasn't wearing a mask or

covering up his identity.

It wasn't for

narcotics or money.

He was holding Sandra's

prescription papers.

[Jane] Sounds like he didn't

even think about

how to get away with it.

Just about trying to save you.

The police held him for hours

and forced him to give

a false confession.

We don't know that, Sandra.

He was exhausted. Stressed.

They pressured him to say

what they wanted to hear.

Harold began this

investigation when he was sick.

Did Sadie help on the

investigation at all?

[John] No, I think he

wanted to focus on it alone

to prove he could

still be useful.

He didn't want anyone to

know about his illness.

Not even Sadie?

[John]

Least of all Sadie.

Well, if Uncle Harold took

on this case when he was

fighting an illness there

must have been a good reason.

Right. He might have

found something

that pointed to

Ryan's innocence.

I've tried tracking down

the truth myself, but

people just don't want to

talk to me about it anymore.

Well, I want to talk

with you, Sandra.

I do.

[Jane] But first, I'm going

to go make us some tea.

All right?

Tea makes everything better.

[Jane] Ryan is facing

15 years behind bars?

[Jane] If it's not true and

he didn't k*ll Phyllis,

we've got to help

him win his appeal.

It's not fair for him to

lose so much of his life

to a childhood

error in judgment.

The problem is Ryan confessed

to the robbery and the sh**ting.

He was convicted of

m*rder as an adult.

But why would he confess

to something he didn't do?

Well, false confessions are

rare but they do happen.

The interrogation was over a

year ago and he now maintains

he was coerced into

the confession

and never fired the g*n.

Well, we all make mistakes.

Yeah, well, m*rder

is no small mistake.

Stating the obvious

here, it's devastating

for the victim's family, the

person who pulled the trigger,

and their family too.

Here it is.

All right. Sandra, Uncle Harold

thought that this case

deserved a second look.

So, we need to find the truth.

We need to find

justice for Ryan.

We'll take it from here, Sandra.

And I promise that we will do

everything we can for your son.

Thank you, Jane.

Here, I'll walk you out.

[John]

Are you sure you're okay?

[Jane]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

We're just visitors

here, you know.

Ryan's got to be

here for so long.

This must tear Sandra apart

every time she has

to come visit him.

[John]

Oh, it does.

She comes here every

week without fail.

[John]

You put this on.

[Jane]

Thanks.

Well, we are going to bring

some light to this case.

You sure you're all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine!

I just...

I got a lot on my mind.

Okay.

[loud buzzer rings]

[door opens]

Hey, Ryan...

Your mom sent us here to help.

She told me.

Thank you for coming.

I swear I didn't do it.

I don't even know

how to sh**t a g*n.

Okay. Okay.

Do you know who did

sh**t Phyllis then?

I, I don't know.

It all happened so fast.

Ryan, if we're

going to help you,

we got to start answering

some of these questions, okay?

I went into the

pharmacy with the g*n.

It was a stupid idea, I know,

but I didn't know

what else to do.

My mom was so sick she

couldn't get out of bed.

It was wrong, but I don't

remember sh**ting the g*n.

Ryan, were you in the pharmacy

when the g*n went off?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

What do you remember?

My hands wouldn't stop shaking.

[Ryan V.O.]

I didn't want to be there.

I didn't know what to say.

[Ryan V.O.]

I felt so cold...

How can I help you today?

[Ryan V.O.]

I just wanted her to understand.

[Ryan V.O.]

To help me.

Please...

[Ryan V.O.]

I just wanted the pharmacist

to take the prescriptions.

I need these.

[Ryan V.O.]

To help mom.

Can I get some

assistance out here?

[running footsteps]

[struggling sounds]

[Ryan V.O.]

I didn't see him coming.

[g*n bangs onto floor]

[Jane] Look Ryan, I know

this is really difficult

for you to talk about, okay.

But please try.

He grabbed onto me.

Hard.

[Ryan] He tried to take

the g*n away from me.

And the next thing I know,

there's a woman screaming

and I'm running out of

the pharmacy. But...

I didn't have the g*n.

I never wanted

anyone to get hurt.

I just wanted to save my mom!

I know. I know, Ryan.

I understand.

Nothing more terrifying than

the thought of losing your mom.

Ryan...

Why would you admit to a

m*rder you didn't commit?

The cops kept pushing and

pushing, asking questions.

I told them I didn't, I

didn't know what happened.

They said it was convenient

that I didn't remember.

They were putting

words in my mouth.

It's like they twisted

everything I said.

[Ryan]

I was in that room all night.

It was so bright.

They didn't let me rest.

I just wanted to sleep.

I was so tired.

That's a horrible

way to treat anyone

let alone someone so young

and terrified for his mother.

I mean, why would

the cops do that?

They wouldn't.

Procedure is to have

a guardian present

when questioning

anyone underage.

It was just me.

I didn't even know what

was real after a few hours.

The policeman said if I

confessed I could see my mom!

- Ryan, I am so sorry...

- [whistle sounds loudly]

We are going to do

everything we...

[John] Sorry!

That was clearly an accident.

- [Jane] Hmmm?

- [John] Against protocol.

- Won't happen again.

- What?

- Let's go.

- Why? I didn't do anything.

- We'll come back.

- [chair scrapes on floor]

Take care of

yourself, Ryan, okay?

We'll be back.

[Jane] What?

I didn't do anything.

It would have been nice if you

would have had my back in there.

Hey, I always do, but you

can't touch a prisoner. Okay?

It's an automatic out.

We didn't need to make

any more trouble for Ryan.

No you're right.

You're right.

But I am going to find

out exactly what went on.

Meet me at the

Foundation tomorrow.

Ryan and Sandra deserve justice.

[John clears his throat]

Oh, thanks for joining me today.

Look, I'm on your side Jane.

I'm committed to helping.

You know that.

[Sadie]

How can I help?

Oh, well I found the

ballistics report!

Here we go.

The firearm tied to

the b*llet wound

belonged to Ryan's grandfather.

Huh.

It seems like Ryan's grandfather

only had the one handgun.

And after he passed, Sandra

had kept it in a safe.

But Ryan knew where

she kept the key.

Huh...

Harold was so thorough, though.

I mean, look at all these notes.

He had them on everything.

I'd recognize that

handwriting anywhere.

[Jane] I wonder what

he wanted to ask you?

Well, we often bounced

around the details of a case.

Or maybe what he could

make me for lunch that day.

Ah, I remember he made a

really good grilled cheese.

If you'll excuse me,

I just need a minute.

[Jane] Maybe I shouldn't

have said anything.

I can't imagine how hard

it must be for Sadie

without Harold.

I just wish there was someway

I could make it all better.

Harold and Sadie were lucky.

Not many people get to

have a bond like theirs.

Okay, ah, well, we've heard

Ryan's version of things,

so why don't we...

You know what, why don't

you walk me through

the police procedures

that were used that day.

Maybe we can find out what went

so wrong in the

interrogation room?

Sure.

[John] It'll be difficult to

prove a false confession

since there were

witnesses in the pharmacy.

Well, right now

everyone's a suspect.

All right, there was...

[John]

Jason Collins.

[g*n fires]

Jason Collins, who was

the owner, the pharmacist

and Phyllis' husband.

[John]

Uh huh.

All right.

[Jane]

And then...

Kyle Ganti.

[g*n fires]

[John]

The assistant pharmacist.

He was in the back room

refilling prescriptions.

[Jane]

Right. And...

[John]

Joe Harper.

[g*n fires]

[John] He was stocking shelves

at the time of the robbery.

Hmmm.

[Jane]

Joe, Jason and Kyle.

Is it weird that

all three witnesses

were employed by the pharmacy

at the time of the sh**ting?

I mean, it's a little

suspicious, right?

[Jane]

Hmm...

[Jane]

Who's lying?

[Jane]

Harold's right.

Someone is lying.

And if Ryan's telling the truth,

and he didn't sh**t Phyllis,

then somebody else did.

And they're still out there!

Look, I know you feel

for this kid, Jane,

but you can't let your

emotions lead you around.

You can't go off half-c*ck.

What are you talking about?

Maybe emotion isn't a

bad thing right now.

Think about it.

The law has no emotion, Jane.

It runs on facts.

How can you not be emotional

about this right now?

If Ryan's confession was

false, or worse, coerced,

then officers in your precinct

were involved in a

wrongful conviction.

Yeah, okay.

I have to accept that

as a possibility.

But, look, we don't know

what went on in that room.

[John] And I happen

to know the officers

that ran that interrogation.

And they are good guys.

Well, maybe you don't know them

as well as you think you do.

We can't jump

straight to coercion.

Maybe the kid was just

scared and couldn't remember

what he did or didn't do.

Maybe he was in shock.

How can you trust

them so completely?

Why are you interrogating me?

I'm on your side!

I know, John. I know.

Look, why don't you

go review the video

of Ryan's confession, all right?

See how it played out.

Maybe something got overlooked.

Okay, yeah, I'll take a look.

All right.

I'm going to head back

to the scene of the crime.

Retrace Ryan's steps.

See if I can get a

feel for it myself.

Okay, but just...

try to be impartial when

you ask questions, okay?

When am I not impartial?

It's practically my middle name.

And like you said, the

k*ller is still out there!

Thanks so much.

Next!

May I have your prescription?

Oh, ah, prescription!

I actually don't

have one of those.

Next!

But I do have a non-medical

question for you...

Okay...

I am from the Business

Improvement Association

and I'm here looking into

the robbery that took place

at your store last year,

just to ensure that...

Maybe you can see,

we're very busy.

Next!

Thanks so much.

Seems you have a bit of a lull

in customers at the moment.

Look, I'm trying to make

the crime a distant memory.

When I took over the business

after the sh**ting, Jason and I

fought hard to bring back

all the loyal customers.

I can understand that.

You own a lucrative business

and don't want it stained

by an old crime.

I didn't just get this

business handed to me.

I started here as a stock boy

while working my way through

school, then spent years as

Jason Collins' assistant.

Now you own the place!

Seems like things have work

out pretty well for you

since the incident.

I don't know what

you're insinuating,

but I wasn't involved.

[Kyle]

I didn't actually see anything.

I was at the back

filling prescriptions.

I heard a g*nsh*t and

then a woman screamed.

That's it.

So, you say you

didn't see anything

but you named Ryan

Shea as the sh**ter.

How is that?

That kid entered the

store with a loaded g*n.

That's intent to commit m*rder.

He knew what he was doing.

Any chance there is a

video surveillance footage

from that day?

[Jane] I mean, did the police

get a chance to see it

during their investigation?

There was no security

system inside the store

before the sh**ting.

The Collins were too trusting.

Didn't feel the need for one.

The community had never

experienced any crime before.

And you?

I'm not taking any chances.

No one is going to take

my business away from me.

I have work to do.

Hi...

I just... Just one

last small question.

Is Jason Collins still

involved with the business?

He sometimes does

consulting for me.

From time to time.

Oh great.

I would love if you

could give him my number

and have him just

give me a call back.

Great.

One last thing.

About Joe Harper...

Next!

Sorry, yeah...

[smashing sound]

So, do air conditioners

just jump out of windows?

[Sadie]

Do you mean fly or jump?

Where are you? Are you okay?

Don't worry, Sadie.

I'm fine. I promise.

[call waiting alert]

Hold on...

You know what?

Let me call you back.

John's on the other line.

Hello?

Hey. There's a time cut in

the interrogation footage.

Got 'em!

Two minutes is missing

after the four hour mark.

[John]

But don't jump to anything...

[Jane]

Police interference!

Conclusions...

What don't they want us to see?

Or it could have been

a bathroom break.

It doesn't necessarily

point to anything nefarious.

Why are you so convinced

that the cops are innocent

and not Ryan?

Look, I know better than

you do there are dirty cops.

But not these guys.

I went to the academy with them.

[John] They're upstanding

members of the force.

Ah, they did interrogate

him for hours.

[Jane]

Well into the night.

Without an adult or

an attorney present.

True. But until we have

definitive proof there's...

John, let me call you back.

I think Jason Collins

just showed up.

[Jane]

Yes!

Jason Collins?

Yes?

Hi. I'm Jane Da...

Jane Derulo. I'm a new

member at the BIA.

I was sent over here to, ah,

to look into the unfortunate

incident that happened at

your pharmacy last year.

Some of our other business

members are looking to add extra

security precautions to prevent

a tragedy like that from

ever happening again.

I wish we had updated security

when my wife and I took over

from her father.

With proper security

measures in place,

things might have

gone very differently.

Lovely to meet you, Jane.

Yes. Yes, lovely to meet you.

Do you have a minute?

I see Mr. Ganti likes

to run a tight ship.

[chuckles] He sure does.

I have a quick minute.

I promise I won't take

up too much of your time.

Honestly, I couldn't work

in the store anymore.

The bad memories

come flooding back.

I do consulting for

them, every now and then.

I still get to see

my old customers.

They're like friends, you know.

Phyllis believed in

serving the community.

She was selfless.

Always did the right thing.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

It sounds like she

was a wonderful woman.

Hmmm. It's sad, you know.

The state of the world when

a young boy feels he needs

to resort to such

devastating extremes.

The poor kid should never

have been in that position

in the first place.

Yeah.

I can't change what happened.

All I can do is choose how

I live my life day to day.

Well said.

Thanks.

So why is the business

association interested now?

The boy's appeal is coming up.

And there may be

new information.

It's stirring up

some local interest.

I see.

Phyllis would have helped

that kid if she could.

It's tough to think

what could have been.

For all of us.

Yeah.

She was the love of

my life, you know.

My aunt is struggling

with loss as well.

She recently lost her husband.

Oh...

Give her my condolences.

I will. Thank you.

That's very kind of you.

I just, I wish there was

some way I could help her,

you know, even a little.

Actually...

I attend a group of

widows and widowers.

It helped me immensely

to be surrounded by

people who understand.

Perhaps your aunt could

benefit from it too.

Thank you for this.

I'll pass along the info.

All we can do is

support each other.

Look, I have to go.

Nice talking to you.

Thanks for your time.

What did you see, Joe Harper?

[phone rings]

So you're ignoring John's calls?

No, I'm...

Not ignoring,

just avoiding for right now?

Sometimes I have a pretty bad

track record with relationships

and some good guys aren't

all that they claim to be.

Jane, John isn't

one of those guys.

Right now I just need some

space from John and the police

to focus on the truth.

Collins, Ganti,

Ryan, the police.

Somebody is lying.

You are right!

Grab your safety goggles!

[squeals with delight]

Harold counted on

me to do research

on any cases with weapons.

And you learned ballistics how?

I dated a weapons expert on the

police show, "Major Justice".

Huh! You are a

woman of mystery...

with a knowledge of firearms.

Want to give it a shot?

No, I'm much more comfortable

holding a microphone.

Oh come on Jane, you're

a straight sh**ter.

Very funny.

I measured and re-created

the crime scene,

and I fired the weapon from

where it was supposed to be.

But then I read

the autopsy report.

And I found something

very interesting.

Let's do it again and see

if we get the same result.

Or not.

[g*n fires]

[g*n fires]

Ha! Still got it!

Did you learn to sh**t from

your Major Justice guy too?

No, I acted in a Spaghetti

Western with Clint Eastwood.

But that's a story

for another day.

Phyllis was shot in the upper

chest, just above the heart.

She and I are approximately

the same height.

[Sadie]

In the first shot,

the b*llet trajectory and

entry point is basically level.

But the second shot was

on a downward trajectory.

Right, because you fired

the g*n from higher up.

[Jane]

So that makes sense.

In the autopsy report,

the path of the b*llet

is like the second shot.

Angled down.

Which means that the sh**ter

would have been

taller than Phyllis.

Bingo!

Ryan is quite tall...

[Sadie]

Yes, he is now.

But do you know how

fast teenage boys grow?

How much they eat?

A year ago, at the

time of the sh**ting,

maybe he hadn't had

his growth spurt.

He was five foot six.

Phyllis was five foot seven.

Which would mean that Ryan

would have been in a pretty

awkward position to

have been the sh**ter!

Any ballistics expert on the

stand could have verified this.

But there never was

a ballistics expert

because of the confession.

And no one even swabbed

him for g*n powder residue.

It's like the police were

asleep at the wheel on this one.

- I'd say so.

- Huh!

Then who's lying,

according to Harold's note?

I mean, all I have are some

conflicting statements

and a few crime scene photos.

You have fresh eyes my dear!

New perspectives shed new light.

Right.

You know, the one eye witness

I haven't talked is Joe Harper.

Because of the confession he

was never formally interviewed.

Well what are you waiting for?

I still have an hour

before my pottery class,

so I'm gonna fire

a few more rounds.

[g*n fires]

All right, have fun.

[g*n fires]

Hi! I'm calling from the

Foundation for Righting Wrongs.

I'm looking to speak

with Joe Harper.

He's dead?

Joe Harper is dead?

Thank you.

Joe Harper is dead?

Yeah.

Yeah, his sister said that he

had a seizure just a few days

after Phyllis Collins was shot.

A seizure. From what?

I guess he was epileptic.

He seemed to have been managing

his condition pretty well

and I guess Jason Collins had

graciously given him a job at

the pharmacy to help him

pay for his medication.

But he stopped taking

care of his himself

after what he saw that day.

Hmmm. Did he ever talk

to his sister about it?

No. But apparently

after he passed,

she found out that he was in

a lot of debt to the pharmacy.

She's not sure if it was

just for the medication

or if the Collins had

taken pity on him

and started giving

him personal loans.

She had to pay it

all back though.

And also she found out,

he owed a lot of money

to some other people.

Some rather unsavory characters,

if you know what I mean.

Wow.

He would've wanted to

keep all that debt quiet.

Yeah, debt can make a person

keep some serious secrets.

And, could be

reason for a motive.

John-John.

We missed you on the course

these last few weeks.

Where you been hiding?

Ah, just some life

stuff happening.

Must be important if you're

skipping golf with your buddies.

She got a name?

Ha ha.

No. No one in particular just

helping out some friends.

Hmm. Sure.

Well these friends

will expect to see you

and your clubs on Saturday.

Oh man, the way you

swing your clubs,

I might have to wear

my motorcycle helmet.

- Funny guy.

- Ha ha.

Oh, hey...

Um, I heard the Ryan Shea

case is up for appeal.

You worked on that, right?

Yeah, sure did.

The kid confessed.

Yeah, justice was

served that day.

How long into the

interrogation did he confess?

It was...

At the end!

When else would it be?

Right, I heard it went

for hours without a break.

Look. It took as long as

it needed for that kid

to just clear his conscience.

Hmm. And how long was that?

I think he did it.

Everything about

that kid was guilty.

I mean, he walked in with a

g*n, shot a lady, she died.

And there were two witnesses.

I mean, any other jury

would have convicted him.

Even without the confession.

Hmm, sure. Yeah, and

after the confession,

you wouldn't need to look

for any more suspects.

You know that as well as I do.

Yeah. A confession, man,

it's as clear as it gets.

Hmm. Just, ah, just wondering

why bring this up now?

Huh? The kid confessed!

Case closed.

Yeah, but is it though?

I mean, there's the appeal

and you're probably going

to have to take the stand.

And I'm not going to say

anything different than I said

in my original

statement at the time.

Why was he processed

as an adult, Ben?

I don't know.

The orders came from above.

You know they always keep us

in the dark on these things.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

Anyway... Um...

Don't forget.

Tee time, eight a.m. sharp.

Eight a.m. I'll see you.

Wouldn't want to be ya!

[Sadie]

Five foot eleven.

Five foot nine.

[Jane]

All right.

So, both tall enough

to have shot Phyllis.

Both still suspects.

Kyle Ganti really

was the only one

who stood to gain

anything, right.

The opportunity to

run his own pharmacy.

Jason Collins, he's been

so distract ever since

his wife's death, he can't

even be a pharmacist anymore.

How tall was Joe Harper?

Poor Mr. Harper, may he

rest in peace, he was...

Six foot one.

Huh.

Also tall enough to have

sh**t Phyllis in the chest

at a downward angle.

Thanks to our resident

ballistics expert.

All right, guys.

What is the motive?

What am I missing?

[Jane]

Fresh eyes, fresh eyes...

No way!

What is it?

Okay look...

The police report said

that this magazine

was found face

down on the floor.

All right, we know

there was a scuffle

between Ryan and Jason Collins.

Well they just knocked

the magazine to the floor.

No. No, see, this was the

only one out of place.

It's the only one on

the floor like this.

And the way it's

open and face down

it's like it was dropped there.

Now that is a fresh perspective.

What else?

Well, Ryan and Kyle both said

that they heard a woman scream

but Kyle specifically said

that he heard the scream

after the g*nsh*t.

I always assumed it was

Phyllis, but what if...

What if there was someone

else at the pharmacy!

Whoo! Nice work, Jane Da Silva!

But who is our magazine fan?

Huh?

[smashing sound]

[Sandra screams]

[car horn blares]

Hey!

So how're you feeling?

Like I've been hit

by a bowling ball.

Ouch.

Take me through it.

I just finished my

grocery shopping.

On my way home,

I got rear-ended.

I blacked out and

I woke up here.

Can you tell me anything

about the vehicle?

I can't remember much.

Just headlights really.

[Sandra]

This has to be related to Ryan.

What else could it be?

Someone wants us

to stop digging!

The most important thing

here is keeping you safe.

So if we do overturn

Ryan's conviction,

he has a mother to come home to.

Listen, try to get some rest.

Okay.

How's it going?

Well, I have been calling

everyone that was at

the pharmacy on the day of

the sh**ting and so far

I'm almost to the bottom of

my list and my patience.

I'm here to help.

Don't you have anything

else to do tonight?

Without Harold, my dance

card is perpetually open.

Well, what about that

grief support group

that Jason Collins had

suggested tonight?

Jane, I already told you...

It might be good for you

to be around some people

who know what you're

going through.

I mean, look.

[Sadie]

Bingo?

Yes! Just think about it.

Plus there's only room for

one of us to mope around here

in her pajamas.

Ugh, a widows' support group.

Being surrounded by sad people

while I try to keep up with

all the number dabbing!

Besides, who's going to help

you find this mystery customer?

I think we could both

use a fresh perspective.

But if you do go, he knows

me as Jane Darulo, so...

Ah, let's see...

[dialing]

Hi. May I speak with

Jennifer Gilbert please?

[Jennifer]

Speaking.

Hi. Good evening!

My name is Jane Da Silva,

I'm calling on behalf of

the Foundation for

Righting Wrongs.

I wanted to talk to about the

upcoming appeal of Ryan Shea.

[Jennifer]

Oh.

Can you recall what time you

picked up your prescription

at the Collins Pharmacy on

January 18th of last year?

Was it sometime in the morning?

[Jennifer]

No. I wasn't there.

You weren't? Huh.

That's interesting.

I have you in a police

report picking up

an insulin prescription

that morning.

[Jennifer] Well I, I was there,

but I didn't see any sh**ting.

I must have just missed it.

Sorry, I can't help you.

[call disconnects]

So, was she there or not?

Jennifer doesn't seem sure

what story she wants to tell.

But why would she lie about

being at the pharmacy?

Well, sometimes people

lie to protect themselves.

I feel like I could

get a better read

if I were face to face with her.

Sure, but clearly she

doesn't want to talk.

Maybe a few well

worded questions...

From someone not directly

related to the m*rder case?

Yeah, like maybe a

pharmaceutical rep?

Hmmm. Well, it

can't hurt to try!

Do you have anything in your

fabulous costume closet

that might turn me into

someone more official?

Let's see here.

The right outfit

can open any door.

Oh! Okay, not appropriate for

business, but super fun, right?

I love this jacket.

That jacket says stand

out at bingo night to me!

Wait wait wait! Hold on!

Don't put it back.

Now Uncle Harold would not

want that gorgeous coat

or gorgeous you to stay locked

up in this house forever.

Come here. Put it on.

Look at you.

You love this jacket!

I do.

Okay, so, go take

it out on the town.

Show it a good time!

Maybe you can even have

a little fun yourself.

Sadie, I know better than anyone

sometimes you just got to

fake it till you make it.

But this new chapter of your

life is going to be so amazing.

I know it.

But, you got to put

yourself out there first.

I promise your fabulous

pajamas and your popcorn

will waiting when you get home.

Okay. Fine. I'll try.

[Sadie] I guess we'll both

fake it till we make it.

Yes!

If she wanted to talk to you

she'd talk to you, John...

[phone ringing]

Hello? This is the Foundation

for Righting Wron...

[call disconnects]

Huh...

[message notification]

She did it!

All right...

Slick grey power suit...

Let's see what

doors you can open.

[knocking]

[door creaks open]

Hello?

Jennifer?

Jennifer...

Jennifer Gilbert...

Hey!

- Hey!

- [vehicle engine starts]

Should I be concerned you have

a track record for ending up at

the crime scenes for the

cases you're investigating?

I'd rather not be involved in

the finding dead bodies part.

I just came to ask

some questions.

Now I just have one big one.

What happened here?

Well, there's no m*rder weapon.

The deceased is not injured.

There some pill bottles

from Ganti Pharmacy...

They're probably just going

to chalk it up to suicide.

A suicide?

Why is the lamp knocked

on the floor then?

And what about the guy that

I saw leaving the scene?

This is obviously a homicide.

Look, I can assure you,

forensics will do due diligence

to find the truth.

And the detectives are

investigating every angle.

And I've already ordered

a full toxicology report,

and we're fingerprinting

the back door

where you saw the

possible suspect leave.

And, um, why haven't you

been returning my calls?

We'll make a far more effective

team if we work together.

I've just had some issues

with partnerships in the past.

Oh. I didn't realize

I was an issue.

Look, I just need to focus

on the details of this case

right now by myself. Okay?

It seems I can't take

people at their word.

Okay.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Anything helpful

from the landlord?

Ah... Maybe.

But his first words were

"who's gonna clean that up?"

Ah. The sensitive type.

But most importantly, he

said "that's not Jennifer."

What?

That's Jennifer's

roommate, Chloe MacPherson.

So then where's Jennifer?

She moved out last week.

Barely said goodbye.

The landlord seemed a

little offended by that.

Sure. I mean, you know,

you cash someone's

rental check each month,

you think you know a person!

Uh hmm. It's not a coincidence.

Did he say where Jennifer went?

Ah, well...

She said it was "none

of his business."

Ah.

Tell me she had an

emergency contact

listed on the rental agreement.

Yeah, some aunt out of state.

Great.

Wait. Where are you going?

Sounds like I'm

going out of state.

Just wait!

No no! I should be going with...

You.

[Sadie] Jane, I got Jennifer's

aunt's address like you asked.

1138 Broomfield Drive.

Whoa! I'll grab this.

Hey wait. Could I get

one of those bags?

Thank you. Great.

Thank you.

Oh!

I'm so sorry!

I am...

It's okay. It's, um,

it's just a shirt.

I got another one in the car.

Is that because you spill

coffee on yourself often?

Well, you know,

actually I'm a salesman.

So I'm on the road a lot.

Yeah, I do spill coffee more

often than I'd like to admit.

Just the cost of doing business!

Yeah, but the cost of

your dry cleaning bills!

[they both laugh]

Can I get you another coffee?

Umm...

Well you could sit at a table.

One that doesn't move.

You know, I actually can't stay.

But you'll take the coffee?

Based on the day I'm having,

yes I will take the coffee.

- It's a must.

- Okay.

Two of your strongest

coffees please.

Don't you have a

lid for that thing?

Yeah, in the car.

Oh good, good.

So you like to live

life on the edge, huh?

You have no idea.

Thank you.

- That is you.

- Thank you.

I'm sorry, again.

That's okay. That's fine.

Have a good day.

Okay.

[Jane's phone rings]

Hey Sadie.

Jane, are you sure you're okay?

You're doing a long drive

after the day you've had.

Yeah. I'm okay.

A little tired, but...

How are things with you?

[Sadie] Well, thank you

for pushing me

to go to that grief group.

I k*lled at Bingo!

[chuckles]

Grief Group?

Sounds like a Jane Fonda movie.

Counseling Club doesn't have

quite the right vibe to it.

The people there were just

like me, heartbroken, yet...

Hopeful.

Hmm...

[Sadie] I, um, I chatted to

Jason Collins for a bit.

He was very kind.

But terrible at Bingo.

[laughs]

[Sadie] He and I have actually

made plans for

dinner this evening.

Ohhh. Like a date?

[Sadie]

No! Not a date.

Just two people who know

grief eating together.

[Jane]

Sounds like a date to me.

But whatever you

want to call it.

[Sadie]

I can't believe it,

but I felt a small sparkle

of being alive again.

I'm really happy for you, Sadie.

[Sadie]

You were right.

[Sadie] Harold would

want me to be happy.

And my jacket too!

[tires squeal]

[horn honks]

Back off buddy.

[Sadie] Oh, goodness.

No problem there.

Jason is a complete gentleman.

- [horn honking]

- No, no.

There's a blue

van tailgating me.

[Jane] You know, maybe

I'm being paranoid but

I saw a blue van speeding away

from the crime scene today too.

Do you think it's the same one?

- [horn honking]

- I don't know.

I can't tell.

Well how long has

it been behind you?

[Jane] I mean, I'm on

a two lane highway

so it's got to be behind me.

But I'm not sure how

long he's been following.

[car honking]

[tires squeal]

[Sadie]

Jane. Jane, what's happening?

Wait! V...

- [Jane] Eight...

- What?

Ah!

I was trying to read the

license plate but I missed it!

[Sadie]

What's going on?

I don't know.

I think somebody just

really late for work.

[Sadie]

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah. I'm okay. I promise.

[Jane] I'll call you if

I need anything else.

[call disconnects]

[Jane's phone rings]

[John]

Jane?

- Hello?

- [John] I found...

- [call disconnected]

- Hello, John!

John, can you...

Okay, that was weird.

[knocking]

[door opens]

Hi, I'm looking for

Jennifer Gilbert.

My name's Jane.

I'm a friend of hers.

You from the city?

Yeah.

The city changes people.

Jenny's different

since she moved back.

How so?

She's quieter.

She had a big laugh

but not anymore.

It feels like there's

something she's not telling me.

I actually think so too.

She's scared.

Look, it's of the utmost

importance that I find her.

Okay, I just want to

help her tell the truth.

She works at the casino.

Okay, great. I'll go find

her there. Thank you.

And I promise I'll do

everything I can to protect her.

[buzzer sounds]

Mom! Are you okay?

What happened?

I'm fine, don't worry.

Some guy was tailgating

me and I got rear ended.

I hit my head on

the steering wheel.

Where you wearing your seatbelt?

Yes. Of course I was.

Well sometimes you forget.

And I couldn't remind you.

Honey, I didn't forget.

There's just some

awful driver out there.

They didn't even stick

around to see if I was okay.

You were hurt and nobody

was there to help you?

Are you kidding me?

Someone called the

emergency services

and they got there in

just a few minutes.

You sure you're okay?

Promise. It looks

worse than it is.

Although I did have to

convince the doctor

to discharge me just

a little bit early.

But I would never miss

coming to see you today.

It's Meatloaf Day, Mom.

Whatever.

No, honey.

It was Grandpa's birthday today.

But I never forget

Grandpa's birthday!

Good people are working

to get you out of here.

And when you're back home,

we'll make Grandpa's

chicken soup and we'll

remember everything about him.

But what if I...

What if I don't remember?

What if I forget

everyone's birthday?

All the little things?

I'm just as tough as

Grandpa, you know.

I will fight for you until

you walk out that door, Ryan.

It's this place, Mom.

It's worse every day.

[clunking noise]

[hissing sound]

Oh great...

Oh!

Perfect, just perfect.

- [out of service beeping]

- Come on.

Ring!

Great! Okay...

All right.

Just, keep walking, Da Silva.

You got this.

You know, how far can

the casino really be?

You look a little lost.

Need a lift?

Nah. I think I'm good.

Okay. Ha ha!

Get in here...

Thank you.

Oh man...

I'm gonna burn these

when this is all over.

[police radio plays]

How did you even

know where I was?

Well, Sadie returns my calls.

[police radio plays]

I'm sorry. I didn't

mean to ignore you.

Hey, look, look...

I get it, okay.

I've had bad partnerships too.

But we're in this together.

And I'm your back up and

I'll always be there for you.

Wait, does that make

me your back up?

I mean, are you

sure about that? Me?

I can count on one hand

the cases that I've solved.

[John chuckles]

Well, lucky for you,

you've got good instincts.

You know, you were right.

Chloe was m*rder*d.

[Jane snaps her fingers]

Yeah, I found this

white powdery substance

on a cup at the crime scene.

Looked like crushed pills.

The toxicology report

will tell us more.

You know what? We should

recheck Joe Harper's

toxicology report too.

I bet the same drug

was used on him too.

You read my mind.

Okay, I suppose she could of

changed her appearance since

she's on the run, but according

to socials she's medium height,

dark hair, red glasses.

Got it.

You know what? Why don't

you go around front.

I'm going to head around back.

All right. And, hey. Let's

keep a low profile. Right?

Yeah.

- Call me if you need me.

- Yeah, will do.

All right.

Hey you, hold up!

I, I can't! I'm... late!

Are you the replacement

for tonight?

Yes! Yes, I am.

Why do you performers just

waltz in at the last minute?

Flare for the dramatic I guess?

[Jane]

So, as far as the show, um...

[Casino Manager]

Just do what you rehearsed.

[Jane]

Okay. Got it.

You're on in five.

All right...

Well, here we go...

[smooth Jazz music plays]

[indistinct conversations]

You got to play to stay.

["Roll The Dice",

performed by Jodie Sweetin]



So much for low profile.



When the stakes are high

and you're betting on red

Your hearts on the line

Don't let it get to your head

Just play it cool like

you're made of ice

And now you're ready

To roll the dice

Roll the dice

Place your bet on Love

Can't put a price on the

one you're thinking of

So double down on Lady Luck

It all comes back

around when you're

Love-struck love-struck

Now it's all up to fate

You let it ride

now you can't stand the wait

It's all on the line now

you wanna play it straight

Da da da da da da

da da da da dah

[song ends]

[applause]

Hey!

Funny to see you here.

[Jane]

Hmm! Is it?

Seems like a pretty

big coincidence to me.

Maybe we're just

destined to have that

coffee date after all?

[Jane]

Hm!

Jane, what's going on?

I was just about to ask coffee

guy here the same thing.

Did you follow me here?

Okay okay, look.

I'm sorry I flirted with you.

I have work to do, okay?

I have to go.

[Jane]

What kind of work?

Sorry, who are you?

Police business.

Answer the lady's question.

I'm an insurance adjuster.

I'm investigating one of our

clients for insurance fraud.

Insurance fraud?

Yeah, my client Jennifer...

Jennifer Gilbert?

Yeah. She, she was abusing

her health benefits

by buying insulin for her

roommate who was unemployed.

Her roommate...

Chloe MacPherson?

Right.

I spoke to Chloe this morning.

She already admitted

her part in the scam.

You know, insulin

costs a lot of money.

They stole thousands

of dollars from us.

Our lawyers want to

press criminal charges.

And so you k*lled her?

[scoffs]

Okay...

She's dead?

Okay, no no no.

She was very much alive when I

left her this morning at 9:30.

So Jennifer is on the

run from insurance fraud?

Stay put.

I'm not done with you yet.

Okay, but I, I am just

the insurance guy! Okay...

[Jane] Do you think that the

insurance fraud is why

Jennifer didn't want to say she

was at the pharmacy that day?

That's Jason Collins!

[John]

Hey! Stop!

[people screaming]

No no no no no!

[glass smashes]

Security!

Wait, I promise, I'm

just trying to help!

Stay away from me.

Hold up!

Jennifer Gilbert right?

Wooh! Detective John Cameron.

This is Jane Da Silva.

[John] You're part of an

active investigation.

You're Jane?

Yeah. I was trying to tell you.

Which way did he go?

Ah, he just disappeared in the

crowd before I could get to him.

Listen, I'm going

to take a look at

the casino's security footage.

Yeah, it's down the hall.

The last door on the right.

All right. Thank you.

Come on. Let's go have a chat.

Look, Jennifer, I

know this must be

totally overwhelming for you.

You can't change the past but

you can change the future.

Just tell me the truth, okay?

Everything exactly as

it happened that day.

There's a young man's

future on the line here!

I wasn't trying to commit

fraud, I was just,

I was trying to help my friend.

Doing the decent thing.

I mean, the insurance

companies, they make so much

money what does

it matter to them?

Okay, so how exactly did

your plan with Chloe work?

I put my name under Chloe's

diabetes prescriptions,

so the pharmacy would

charge it to my insurance.

Mr. Collins caught on, but

he didn't actually care.

He was making money from it too.

So, Jason Collins'

pharmacy wasn't quite

as wholesome as it looked.

I was there that day...

[phone rings]

Hey Artie, how are you?

[Man yelling

indistinctly on phone]

I got this.

I give you my word.

Friday after work is pay day.

I'll give you everything then.

Okay. I'll get more.

I'll figure something out.

You stay away from my sister!

[pharmacy door opens]

[Phyllis]

How may I help you today?

[Ryan]

Please.

[Ryan]

I need these.

I need assistance here.

Jason!

[struggling sounds]

[g*n drops onto floor]

[pharmacy door opens]

- [g*n fires]

- [Jennifer screams]

You'll say that

the boy shot her.

Otherwise, I will expose you

and you will spend the rest

of your life rotting in jail.

Okay? Get out of here!

No!

[Jennifer]

Chloe heard about Ryan Shea's

upcoming appeal on the news.

She couldn't take

the guilt any longer.

So she's the one that sent the

note to Ryan's mom, Sandra.

Yeah. I begged her not to.

It would send us both to jail,

but she said she had to

clear her conscience.

She said she'd work out

a repayment plan with

the insurance company first and

then find a way to protect me.

I was the one keeping her alive

by getting her the insulin.

And Chloe telling the

truth was a liability.

And after Jason Collins

took care of Joe Harper,

you were the only one

left that knew the truth.

He k*lled Joe too?

Yeah.

He was always so

nice to everyone.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to be

right back, okay?

Wait right here.

Hey.

Bingo!

Why would he k*ll his wife?

Greed, egomania, opportunity.

Sounds like Collins had it all.

What's to stop him now?

This is John Cameron,

Baltimore PD.

I need an APB out on a blue van,

license plates starting with V8.

Jason Collins. Male. Fifties.

Wanted for questioning for

m*rder and attempted m*rder.

Suspect is considered dangerous

and a high flight risk.

Use caution upon approach.

He was right in front

of us the whole time.

Look, we're on to him.

The whole force is

looking for him now.

We'll find him.

[knocking]

Sadie!

Don't you look lovely.

How are you?

Oh, I'm ready for our dinner!

Oh, I just need to

gather my purse.

Well, maybe we could have a

drink here first, and then go.

Oh! Oh, okay.

Um, I make a mean Manhattan!

[Jason chuckles]

Sounds wonderful.

Well, come in.

Wait!

He was supposed to be meeting

Sadie tonight for dinner!

Sadie?

Oh! I got to call her.

- [dialing]

- This is all my fault.

I encouraged her to go to

that grief group with him!

And now...

Hey, look, look.

Sadie is going to be fine.

She's a smart women who

can take care of herself.

She's not answering.

Look, I'll call in a safety

check until we get there, okay?

Okay.

[easy listening

music begins]

It's been awhile.

For me too.

You know...

You're very good.

Oh. Thank you.

I'm so sorry, Jason. You

shouldn't have to see that.

Let me...

[knocking at door]

[Officer Sanchez]

Sadie Da Silva?

Baltimore Police wellness check.

Oh?

[g*n c*ck]

Do what I say and

I won't sh**t you.

Answer!

[shouts] Yes, that's me!

Sadie here.

Ma'am, I've been

asked to check on you.

[whispers]

Everything's fine.

Everything's fine.

Tell her you're alone and

getting ready for bed.

Ma'am if you could

open the door...

Go ahead! If that's

what you want.

You know, um, I'm quite tired.

[Sadie] I'm getting

ready for bed! [laughs]

I'm embarrassed to say

I'm already in my nightie.

I'm sure Detective Cameron

is being overly

cautious once again.

If you would be so kind

as to wait in your car

while I call him to

straighten all of this out,

I'd really appreciate it.

[Officer Sanchez]

All right, Ma'am.

I'll be right outside

if you need me.

Thank you!

I was nominated for a Golden

Globe in '87 but I dare say

that was my best

performance to date.

Get in the living room.

I can't believe I agreed

to go on a date with you!

I'm sorry Sadie.

I no longer believe in

long term relationships.

I spent decades taking orders

from my wife and her father.

He never liked me.

He poisoned her against me.

I made that business

what it was!

It was me! I did it!

And when he died, I got nothing.

I was written out of the will.

But now it's my time.

It's my turn!

And I'm not about to

let anyone stop me now!

Go get me a glass of water.

I don't take orders

from psychopaths.

[scoffs] Do you always have a

comeback for everything?

Your husband must be happy that

he's finally resting in peace!

As much as I miss Harold,

I don't plan on seeing

him anytime soon.

Get me a glass of water. Now!

Ahh!

[struggling sounds]

[Sadie]

You messed with the wrong widow!

[Jane]

Sadie!

Oh my gosh! Are you okay?

Ack, it's not the worst

date I've ever been on.

Here, let's take this.

[John]

Jason Collins,

you are under arrest for the

m*rder of Phyllis Collins,

for the m*rder of

Chloe MacPherson

and the attempted m*rder

of Jennifer Gilbert.

Anything you say can and

will be used against you

in a court of law. Cuffs.

You're done with

serving your community,

but how do you feel

about serving time?

I'm so glad you're okay.

[Sandra]

Yep, he's being released today.

Just got here now.

Nope, didn't say what

time, but figured I'd wait.

Otherwise, everything's

looking good, Dad.

Really.

Love you too.

Mom!

Ryan?

Ryan has been released

on good behavior

and time served for the robbery.

So he'll be on probation

for a few months, but...

I can go home.

My baby!

Thank you Jane, John.

Well, we have solid new

evidence and witness statements

detailing that it was actually

Jason Collins who shot his wife

Phyllis that day

in the pharmacy.

And I'll be leading an

investigation into the

police officers' interrogation

conduct in Ryan's case.

What happened to

Ryan wasn't fair.

And I'm going to make sure

that a false confession

is never recorded

at precinct again.

Thank you. Thank you!

Uh huh.

But can we please go home now?

Yes, absolutely!

I hear you make a

mean chicken soup.

So, go enjoy.

See you guys.

Chicken soup?

No, I'm good.

[John]

Hey!

What's going on?

Ah, nothing.

Just thinking about how

you used to be my friend.

And now you're all proud of

letting a m*rder*r go free.

Ben, I'm still

your friend, okay.

But I won't be for much longer

if you keep breaking protocol.

Ah, I get it.

You've gone all high and mighty.

You actually think you're

better than the rest of us.

The only thing is,

we work damn hard to get

criminals off the street.

And then here you are,

just putting them

right back out there.

He's a kid.

An innocent boy.

Right.

Wait till your so

called innocent boy

pulls another armed robbery.

You'll be taking that call.

Not me.

Not gonna happen.

He's a good kid.

You know, you should

have had my back.

Like they taught at the academy.

But you're on your own now, man.

So you better watch your back.

Betrayal often comes

from those close to us.

Okay buddy...

[Sadie]

Look what I found!

This might be the one.

[Sadie]

Perfect!

[Jane giggles]

[Sadie]

Shall I call you a cab?

Uh... Maybe just a minute

[Sadie]

Look at you.

A spitting image of your mother.

She would be so proud of you.

Not to mention Harold would

be bursting with pride

to see you finish

what he started.

You really think so?

I still feel like I'm

just bumbling along.

Then you bumble on!

You've proven yourself an

intuitive and clever detective.

Because of you,

Ryan Shea can start

a fresh chapter of his life.

He's free to finish

school, go to college,

have a family and grow old

with the people he loves.

Did you know that Uncle

Harold had been paying

for Sandra's medication

while Ryan was in jail?

Oh Harold...

[chuckles]

I had no idea!

Yeah, Sandra told me.

You know, it seems to me,

you and I both have

an opportunity here

for a fresh start ourselves.

There might be a great

life and love here

if you open yourself up to it.

Yeah...

But what about you?

I'm so sorry. I can't believe

I set you up with a m*rder*r.

[laughs]

You know, it was

kind of exhilarating!

I faced death and I

knew it wasn't my time.

It made me realize I have

a lot left to fight for.

- Are you ready?

- Yes.

Oh, you look lovely.

Thank you.

Enjoy your time

with John tonight.

I will.

Thank you, Sadie. I'll

see you when I get home.

Don't wait up.

Oh, all right.

Bye.

[John]

To another case solved!

[Jane] And to a

fantastic partnership.

[glasses clink]

Thanks for having my back, John.

I know who my friends are.

Well, I'm just not used to

people being there for me.

Even when maybe I

haven't ask them to be.

Hey, I want to be there for you.

With you.

But mostly, I gotta see whatever

insane outfit you're

going to wear next.

[they both laugh

- [music ends]

- [applause]

Oh! Wow, it looks

like it's our turn.

What?

Oh, I requested a

song with the band.

Oh!

And it looks like they need

a singer and a drummer

to help perform it.

- Reallllly?

- Really.

Huh.

Will you share your talents

with me and this lucky audience?

Yes! I absolutely shall.

Oh good.

[John]

Watch your step.

[Jane]

Thank you.

[Jane]

All right.

Oh and, break a rib.

[Jane snaps her fingers]

You got it!

["Love Is A Mystery",

performed by Jodie Sweetin]

Love is a mystery

With every little

twist you'll be

In so deep you

can't see the sun

And it's only just begun

Don't try to solve it

It won't do you any good

The secrets love tell

put you under its spell

You wouldn't escape

if you could

Cause love is a mystery

It only takes

a kiss to be

Falling madly for the one

And it's only just begun

[song ends]

[applause]

["Lovesick", performed

by Jodie Sweetin]



I heard you're feeling

under the weather

And tried to put your

broken heart back together

Don't even bother

with a doctor's note

Just come on over

for the antidote

When your heart is blue