Death Down the Aisle (2024)

[bunniefuu]

[dramatic music]

[door opens]

[crying]

[rushing water]

[sentimental music]

I can't believe it's

finally happening.

Oh, I'm so happy

for you, Malorie.

Did I tell you that

my mom finally agreed

to walk me down the aisle?

Oh, wow. That is so special.

You know, your mom's the one

that introduced you to Jon,

and now she'll be the

one giving you away.

Yeah. Couldn't

be more perfect.

[chuckle]

OK, listen. I gotta

walk around a bit

and check on the staff.

But I will be back to help

you put on your dress.

OK. Thanks, Franny!

Oh, you're welcome, honey!

[happy sigh]

[door opens]



[door opens]

[door closes]

Oh. Bridget!

Dad!

- Hey, cutie.

Oh, it's good to see you.

Why aren't you in your

room getting ready?

I just wanted to check

out the event hall,

but I got distracted

by the hors d'oeuvres.

OK.

And I saw what you

did back at my place

to make Malorie

feel more at home.

I thought she'd appreciate

a feminine touch.

It means a lot to me.

Of course.

You know I'm proud

of you, right?

I do. Thanks, Dad. I have

to go to the car now.

I forgot my shoes in there.

But I'll see you

at the ceremony.

I'll see you at the ceremony..

OK! Break a leg!



[friendly greeting]

[romantic violin music]



Pamela: No, she's really

happy. Everything looks great.

Um, we're just missing some

flowers right about here.

Thank you.

Uh, Pamela. Wait!

It's good to see

you. How are you?

Fine. How are you doing?

I'm a little tired.

But I'm thrilled the

wedding's finally here.



Here. Take this. It's one

of the energy ones you like.

It's full of vitamins.

Thank you.

[music darkens]

It's been a while since

I got one of these

from you. You've been

avoiding me lately.

I need to go find Malorie.

Pamela, I think we should

talk about what happened.

Just clear the air.

I'm not interested in

what you have to say.

Pamela, please. I

just want everything

to be good between us.

[scoff]

If that were true, you

wouldn't have taken

my resignation so lightly.

We are about to be

family after all.

I really do want to

come to an agreement.

We can talk more at the office

when I'm back from

the honeymoon.

[dark music]

[door opens and closes]

[friendly chattering]





[door opens]

Francesca.

[door closes]

Ryan.

Wow. That's an

incredible dress.

But I gotta say, I prefer

the one you married me in.

What are you doing here?

I can't let you

walk down that aisle

without telling you how I feel.

Oh Ryan, stop it. There's

nothing between us anymore.

I'm marrying Jon.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry for

everything I put you through.

But I'm better

now. Look, I swear.

I haven't had a drink in months,

and I just got a new job.

And I still love you.

We can work through this.

Look, I'm glad that you're

back on your feet. I jus...

I'll do anything

to get you back.

Whatever it takes.

[door knock]

[door opens]

h* h* h*! Cousin!

You dress up good.

[laugh] Thanks!

Cheers! To the groom.

[glasses clink]

[sipping sound]

Mm! [exhale] Yeah.

So, I saw Pamela.

Really?

And how did that go?

She's showing her support,

despite everything

going on at work.

I'm really gonna miss

those yelling matches

at the office.

[laughing] Shut up!

[laugh] Hey! I gotta tell ya.

Seeing you and Malorie

so happy together,

that's-that's made settling

down more appealing to me.

Is that right?

Yeah.

I think Amy might be the one.

Hear me out. She's smart.

She's ambitious.

She's stunning.

I mean, she's the whole package.

She's also 27 and

working at our firm.

OK. You hired her with every

intention of giving her

a promotion. And now that I'm

dating her, you're wavering.

Jon, I'm serious about her.

And you know that she

deserves that promotion.

Truthfully, I'm worried about

her intentions with you.

And I appreciate that. Really.

But I know that

she loves me too.

Well, she is quite intelligent.

That's why I hired her.

But how about we table this

for now and talk

after the wedding?

I just-I just saw

Ryan in the lobby.

Looked like he was heading

towards the bridal suite.

What?

I don't know, just

thought I should tell ya.



Jon! You look great.

Congratulations on the big day.

Amy. Hey. Thanks for coming.

Where are you going so quickly?

Not a runaway groom

situation, I hope?

[laugh] No. Sorry, I'm

in a bit of a hurry.

I figured you could

use some caffeine.

I stopped by your

favourite spot.

Oh. Thank you.

Very sweet of you.

Zach's in my suite,

if you're looking

for him. Room 710.

Thanks.

[door opens and closes]

Amy! We need to talk.

[door opens]

What's going on here?

[door closes]

We're just talking.

[brooding music]

You OK?

Yeah.

You need to leave now.

Look. There's still time.



[sigh]

Can you stay with me

until Francesca gets here?

I know it's against

the rules, but I jus...

Of course, baby. Of course.

How'd he get in here?

There were lots of

people stopping by,

so I left the door open a bit.

He wanted me to call

off the wedding.

Jon, I told him. He's my

past. You're my future.

I love you so much.

I love you. Hey! Isn't

it bad luck for the groom

to see the bride

before the wedding?

I'm willing to take my chances.

Oh.

[kiss]

[door knock]

Oh, thank you.

Oh, this must be a

gift from the hotel.

La-di-da.

[giggle]



Chin chin.

To my beautiful wife.

[clink]

[door opens]

Hey!

You're back!

So, I just checked

in with the kitchen.

The cake is going

to blow your mind.

I can't wait to see

it! It must be so nice.

We're so happy to be

having our wedding

at your hotel, Francesca.

Aw. It's my pleasure.

Plus, I love being a part

of the planning. So fun!

Oh, and you

shouldn't be in here!

Yeah, you need to

leave. Get out.

We will see you at the ceremony.

[laughter]

You ready? OK, let's

get you in this dress.

You gonna be OK without me?

Yeah.

See you at the altar.

[Lohengrin's Bridal Chorus]





[coughing]

Jon?

[coughing continues]

Dad!

What's happening?

[coughing]

Someone call for help!

Let's see if there's

a doctor staying here!

I'll go too.

Jon. It's OK. I'm right

here. I'm right here.

911. What's your emergency?

I need an ambulance to the

Wakefield Hotel right away.

I don't know, he just collapsed.

He's coughing up

blood right now.

Please, get here

as soon as you can.

I don't know what

else to tell you!

[esclating temse music]

[rushing water / soft music]

[haunting violin music]

[police chatter]

[sobbing]

Thank you.



Uh. They tried.

It's just, uh, there was

nothing they could do.

They're giving us some

time before they...

before they take him away.

[ragged breathing]

[intense music]



[percussive music]

[door opens]



[sobbing]

Oh, Malorie. Honey.

I'm so sorry.

He can't be dead.

He just can't.

[sliding door opens]

Come sit.

I don't understand

what happened.

It doesn't make any sense.

Was he sick?

Maybe there was

something else going on

with him that he

didn't tell you?

[phone buzzes]

Oh, Franny. You can go.

I'm sure you have a

lot you need to do.

I'll take Malorie home.

Thank you, Pamela.

Malorie, I'm gonna call you

as soon as I get

away, OK? I love you.

And I'm so sorry for everything.

Where's Bridget? And Zach?

I-I'm not sure.

Let's get you home.

[melancholic music]



[door opens]

There you go.

I'm going to stay with

you here for a few days,

all right? Fix us

something to eat.

I'm going to my room.

OK.

[ragged breathing]

[slow steps]

[mysterious music]



[knock at door]

Hi.

Hi.

[sigh]You know you can stay

here as long as you want.

My home is your home.

I did some research.

It could have been

a rare lung condition,

or pneumonia or-

Hey. Yeah, I know. Let's just

wait till the autopsy report

comes out. Then we'll

know for sure, OK?

OK.



Try and get some sleep.

You too.

I will.

I'll try.

OK. Goodnight.



[brooding piano music]



[crying]



Pamela: You're awake.

I'm so out of it.

These last few days

have been a blur.

I was in bed for a month

after your father passed.

You have to be kind to yourself.

You will get through

this. I promise.

Hm.

Coffee?

Definitely coffee.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Detective Levine.



Yes, I'm home right now.

OK. I'll see you soon.

That was the detective

on Jon's case.

Uh huh?

He has some news

about the autopsy.

[car door opens and closes]

Amy: I can't imagine what

you're going through.

I just want to make him proud.

He always told me he would

leave me part of the firm.

I just really wanna

follow in his footsteps.

Oh, Bridget. Don't stress

yourself out about that

right now. You've got

a lot on your plate,

and you can always take

it one step at a time, OK?

Yeah.

OK.

You're right. Thanks, Amy.

I'm here to help.

[approaching footsteps]

So, Malorie just told me

the detective has some news.

And he's gonna meet

her at her place.

I think you should

come along too?

I don't think I can

leave the house.

Is it OK if I stay here,

and you can fill me

in when you get back?

Yeah, yeah. Of

course. Stay here.

Call me after?

Yeah. I will.

[car wheels]



Zach: Hey, Mal. How you doing?

Hey. Thanks for coming.

Detective should be here soon.

Zach: OK, great.

[door closes]

Hey, Zach.

Hi, Pam.

How's Bridget doing? I

haven't heard back from her

on any texts or calls.

I'm worried about her.

Well, try not to

take it personally.

She, um-she tends

to isolate herself

when things get difficult.

But I got my eye on her.

OK.

Um-actually, I was

hoping she would be here

because I have some news

to share with you both.

OK.

Oh. I definitely never

imagined having this

conversation alone, without Jon.

But I can't keep it in anymore.

[soft music]

I'm pregnant.

Oh my gosh!

Yeah.

Aw, that's huge news.

Wow! I don't even

know what to say.

[laughter]

I was gonna tell

everyone at the wedding.

I'm two months along.

Uh, I-I hadn't told Jon yet.

I'd only just found out myself,

and I wanted it

to be a surprise.

Well, that's wonderful news.

Thank you for

sharing that with us.

[doorbell]

That's the detective.

Yeah.



A baby. I can't believe it.

Yeah.

Morning, everyone.

Morning.

Thank you for meeting

with me today.

Mhm.

I have some disturbing news

regarding Jon's

preliminary autopsy report.

OK.

What happened to him?

We discovered a large amount

of strychnine in his system.

Strychnine?

Uh, isn't that um-

Highly toxic alkaloid.

So, you're saying

he was poisoned?

This must be some

kind of a mistake.

I assure you, Mrs. Banks,

this is no mistake.

The strychnine would have

been ingested approximately

a half hour prior to his

collapse at the altar.

Oh my God.

This is now an active

m*rder investigation.

[brooding music]

I'm gonna need to talk

to everyone who was at

the wedding, go through

video footage from the hotel.

In the meantime, if you

could get me the guestlist.

I'm sorry. I need a minute.

[gasping]



[ragged breathing]

[phone rings]

Malorie?

Jon was poisoned!

Someone k*lled him.

- What?

Someone at the wedding wanted

him dead. I can't believe it.

Oh my God. But it

was mostly family.

I know.

Didn't you say Ryan came

to your room that day?

He did say he would do

anything to get you back.

No, no, no. Yes,

he came to my room.

But no, it couldn't

have been him.

He would never do

anything like that to me,

no matter how jealous he was.

There were also other lawyers

and business

acquaintances there.

God, my mind is racing.

I need to go over the guestlist.

OK, you know what? You're

not alone in this, OK?

I'm gonna help you.

We can go over the list

tonight, OK? I love you.

Love you.



Amy: sh**t. I have that big

client meeting in the morning.

I don't think I have

anything to wear here.

I-I'm gonna have to go

home at some point tonight

to grab some things.

OK.

Malorie's pregnancy.

That was unexpected.

Yeah. That's amazing.

Just hard to feel any kind

of happiness right now. I-

I'm so sorry, Zach. The news

about Jon is devastating.

How is Bridget

handling all this?

She's a wreck. You

should have seen

the look on her face

when I told her.

She was devastated.

The k*ller is someone we know.

[dark music]

Someone who would've

benefited from Jon's death.

Or someone who didn't

want him to get married.

Ryan.

Wait. You really think

it could have been him?

I see the way he

looks at Malorie.

And he was with Jon twenty

minutes before the ceremony.

[sigh]

[traffic sounds]

[police siren]



[car door opens]



[car door closes]



[metal gate opens]

[threatening music]

[music intensifies]

Pamela: You still going

through the guestlist?

Yeah. It doesn't

make any sense.



Thanks again for the baby book.

Mhm.

It was really thoughtful of you.

Oh, honey. What are

best friends for?

[soft laugh]

This pregnancy has been

making me so tired.

I don't know. I'm

having trouble sleeping.

Jon was m*rder*d.

It sounds so unbelievable

to say it out loud.

Well, this is really

scary, Malorie.

Mhm.

Let's run through who

went to the wedding.

I keep going over the

list again and again.

And in my head, it

was mostly family.

It was Zach, Bridget, my mom.

OK.

Then Miles and some lawyers

from competing firms.

And some childhood friends

we honestly never

even see anymore.

Oh. You know, I know you

said what you said before,

but I just have to-Ryan was

there. I mean, are you sure

you don't see him

as a suspect? Jus...

- No.

- Seriously?

No. We can't be sure

of anything right now.

So, it's possible.

I keep replaying the wedding

day over and over again.

I'm just trying to think of how

he could have possibly

been poisoned.

Well, the police are

questioning all my staff.

I don't see it as a possibility,

but I just don't know who

would wanna-wait a second.

What is it?

The housekeeper that worked

the night of the wedding

left for vacation

right after her shift.

I totally forgot about that.

Maybe she saw something.

- I'll call her.

And as soon as I get an

update, I'll let you know.

OK.



Ryan. What are you doing here?

Look, I just wanted to

swing by before work

to see how you were doing.

Pamela's having a

really hard time.

And I can only imagine

how awful you must feel.

You didn't have to do that.

Look, I know it's over

between us. I get it.

And I'm not trying

anything here, I promise.

But I still care about you.

That's sweet. I'm fine, I

promise. I'll see you later.

Wait. I wanted to say

I'm sorry about Jon.

Look, I really am. I know I

said some pretty bad things

on the wedding day, but

I didn't mean any of it.

I was just jealous.

And you know I would

never wish him death.

I told the police everything

when they questioned me.

OK. Thanks.

Um, I suppose I should

tell you. I'm pregnant.

I wanted you to hear it from me.

Congrats.



[door opens]

Hey.

Hey.

You been talking to Ryan?

Mom, why? He's not

my husband anymore.

You know he's like a son to me.

And you ended your

relationship with him.

That doesn't mean I have to.

Yeah, I know.

I guess it's just hard for

me to see you two so close.

We are. He's an important

part of my life.

I was there for him during

his addiction recovery,

and he is here for us

during all of this.

I'm just glad that you

have someone to talk to.

You too. How's Franny?

She's good. Look

what she got me.

[bag rustling]

Oh! Oh, I love it.

She's always been

such a good friend.

Yeah.

Franny told me something

about a housekeeper

who was working the

day that Jon died.

She told me that she

would give us a call

as soon as she

hears anything else.

But-I don't know. It's

not much to go on, but-

It could be something.

Yeah.

You look tired. Why don't

you go upstairs and lie down?

I'll be right here.

All right.



Thanks, Mom.

OK.

[pensive music]



[traffic sounds]

So, as you both know, Stone

Legal has been evaluating

a merger with another firm.

The one owned by Miles Frazier.

Yes. The negotiations so

far have not been official.

Nevertheless, I am pulling

the merge off the table.

Now's just not the right time.

Having said that,

Pamela has agreed

to retract her resignation

and come back to us.

Oh!

Ah, yes. I should explain.

Look, I've worked hard

to get where I am.

But Jon would not secure

my salary. Nor my benefits.

Not even my position

as Office Manager

when it came to the

merger negotiations.

He said that there

were new partners

and he didn't know

what to expect.

Now, that's no longer an

issue. I'm willing to stay.

Zach: And we're

grateful to have you.

Happy to be back.

I should also inform you

that I will be taking over

all of Jon's cases,

with the help of Amy.

Shouldn't a senior

lawyer assist you?

Amy's been promoted.

Jon never agreed to that.

Pam, Jon and I were on

the same page about this.

And the decision

has been made, OK?

Once the will has been read

and we're able to see exactly

where Jon's share of

the business is going,

then we can revisit

the topic of merging.

OK.

Pamela: Good.

[sigh]

Is everything OK?

I'm just worried about Malorie.

She said Franny might

be onto something.

I'm just waiting to hear.

What exactly did Francesca say?

Something about getting

in contact with one of the

housekeepers that was

working that night.

I don't have the details.

And-anyway, I'm

sure she'll call.

Yeah.

[phone chimes]



[door closes]

Hey.

What a meeting.

I didn't expect Pamela to

retract her resignation.

I'm glad she did. Pamela

has been with Zach

since the firm opened. I

think having her around

gives Zach a sense of comfort.

I get it. And I love Pamela.

But the way she treated my

dad these past few weeks-

I know.

Congrats on the promotion too.

Thanks.

[phone ringing in background]

[dark music]

[tires on gravel]

[dark music]

What was so urgent?

Zach halted all

negotiations this morning.

You told me he was days away

from submitting

an official offer.

I thought he was. I swear!

Are you gonna be

able to convince him

to renegotiate the merge?

I'll do my best.

Good.



[outgoing ring]

[beep] Francesca: Hey. It's

me. I'll be home shortly.

Come over as soon

as you get this.



[jingling keys]

[unlocking click]

[menacing music]

[door closes]



[keys jangle on counter]



Hi, Sasha, it's Francesca. I'm

sorry for all the messages,

but I really need to ask you

a question regarding your

last housekeeping shift.

I know you're on vacation

until next week, but

it's extremely important.

Call me back when you can.



[sigh]



Hello? Is someone there?



[sigh]



[scream]



[knock at door]

Franny?

[door rattles]

[key rattles in lock]

[tense music]

[door closes]

Francesca?



Francesca?





Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh

my God, Franny! No, Franny.

Oh. Oh. Hey. Stay with me!

No, no, no-stay with

me. Stay with me, OK?

Nine-one-one, what's

your emergency?

Yes. My friend's

been attacked.

Please send help right away!

I think she's been stabbed

and she's not breathing!

OK, ma'am. What's the address?

24 Cavendish!

Thank you. Help is on the way.

Can you stay on the line?

Yes, I'll stay on the

line. Please hurry!

Franny, Franny. It's

OK. Wake up. Wake up.

It's OK. Wake up.

[door opens and closes]

Malorie. You sounded

so scared on the phone.

You said Franny was hurt?

She-she didn't make it.

No.

She's gone.

Oh.

[doleful music]

[crying]

Come sit.

[sobbing]



I don't understand.

Wait. What did she know

about Jon's m*rder?

Did she tell you?

No. I don't know. I told

the police everything.

They didn't have

any answers for me.

They still need time to

finish the investigation.

Well, it can't be a coincidence.

I mean, the timing.

I know.

[door opens and closes]

Pamela called me. I

came as soon as I could.

What happened?

She's dead.

Ryan, can you stay here tonight?

We'd feel safer.

Of course.

[mysterious music]





Bridget: So...

are you two, like,

living together now?

[clears throat]

Uh...

No, not really, no.

Yeah, well.

I realize our relationship

is relatively new.

And we intended-we intended

on taking it slow, but-

You don't have to

explain yourselves.

I was just wondering. I

have no problem with it.

If you two are

happy, then great.

We are happy.

Uh, Bridget, your

dad's lawyer is coming

to the office today

to read his will.

OK. I'll be there.

Oh my God.

What is it?

It's Francesca,

Malorie's friend.

She was k*lled last night.

Oh my God.



Detective: OK. Thank

you. We'll be in touch.

[sighs]

Hey!

Hey.

Did the detective say

anything about Francesca?

No, nothing new. Malorie

told me that Francesca

was following a lead about Jon.

And that's probably

what got her targeted.

Oh.

Look, I-I think you should

stay with me at my place

until they find the k*ller.

I-I just don't think

that I can sleep knowing

that you're all alone

in your house, OK?

OK.

OK.

What exactly are

they looking for?

They are looking for anything.

And they wanna

talk to all of us.

Amy, they know that

Jon wanted to merge

with Miles' firm and

that I was pushing back.

And now that Jon is dead,

I stopped the negotiations.

And that does not

look good for me.

You know, it's gonna be OK.

We just need to be as

honest as possible.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Hey, it's Zach.

Oh God. Zach, it's so

scary. Two murders in a row.

It's difficult to

trust anyone right now.

I'm sorry to say this,

but something just doesn't

sit right with me about Ryan.

Ryan would never do

something like this.

Does he have an

alibi for last night?

He was at work.

What about Miles or one

of Jon's other colleagues?

Maybe, yeah.

Hey, listen, the police are

here doing a full search,

so we'll have to

push the will reading

to later this afternoon, OK?

OK. Thanks for

letting me know.

Did the detectives say anything?

Do they have any suspects?

Detective: Thank you.

Miss Lewis, do

you have a moment?

Um, sure. How can I help you?

I'd like to ask you

a few questions.

There's a lot of

gossip going around.

I don't know what

you're getting at.

Jon refused to promote

you. You were angry.

Now he's dead, you've got

the job you were after.

Jon and I didn't have

the best relationship.

That doesn't mean

I wanted him dead.

Zach: They were able to

learn a lot from the footage

from the hotel. And they

made a list of everything

that they saw Jon eat or drink.

OK. And?

I brought him a drink

just before the ceremony.

It was a scotch.

But that's normal

for a groomsman.

Plus, you're his cousin.

There's no way that they

could be suspecting you.

Well, that's not all.

You brought him coffee on

the morning of the wedding.

That was a kind gesture.

It wasn't laced with strychnine,

if that's what

you're suggesting.

And your mother brought him

some kind of healthy tonic.

Oh my God. So you're all

suspects for both murders?

Correct. And they're asking

for alibis for last night

and, um-I've just never

seen Amy this stressed.

Why? Where was she?

I was at Zach's. All night.

Um, but I did leave

for a few hours.

Zach: She had to go to her

place to grab some stuff.

But she came right back.

Right.

They questioned your

mom already, too.

Uh-how is she? My

mom, is she all right?

I mean, I can tell that

she's anxious. She said that

she left her group

meeting early last night.

And um-the police told her

that there was a suspicious

drink that was ordered

from her hotel room.

No, my mom had nothing

to do with this.

I should be there with

her. Thanks for calling.

I'm leaving now.

All right. See you soon.



Malorie: None of

this makes any sense.

It's OK.

Hi guys. Any news?

Malorie: No. Nothing yet.

What's that?

We can't be certain.

We're sending it to

the lab for testing.

Could it be strychnine?

It's possible.

Oh my God. Where

did you find it?

Hidden in the office

of Pamela Banks.

No.

No!

This all makes sense now.

Pamela was livid. A bunch of

us heard her yelling at him.

What are you thinking?

This is unbelievable.

I've never known you to

be this selfish, Jon!

OK, Pamela, that's

enough! I told you.

We're in negotiations. I

don't even know if Miles

is gonna accept your

salary and your benefits.

I'm doing the best I can,

but I can't guarantee you

anything. I'm sorry, Pam!

Sorry. Yeah. Well,

I quit. I quit!

Two weeks, I'm gone.

I'm done. Done!

[door handle clicks]

You don't deserve my daughter.

If it were up to me,

you wouldn't be

marrying her at all.

[doors clatter loudly]

Maybe she poisoned

him to get even.

Detective: It's a little more

complex than that, Miss Stone.

We need to verify the

contents of the vial first.

And with the number of

people who have access

to Pamela's office, we

can't jump to conclusions

until further

evidence is gathered.

There is no way that my mom

would have ever m*rder*d Jon.

Someone must have

planted it there.

[office chatter

and phones ringing]

[papers rustling]

Oh! Sorry. I didn't

see you there.

What are you doing

in Jon's office?

Just grabbing some documents

that I left in here.

I'll give you some privacy.

Thank you.

Oh. About Francesca.

I'm so sorry.

[phone rings]

Oh, you forgot your phone.

Hey!

Hey. Everything OK?

Yeah. Just my mom

calling again.

All right.

Lawyer should be here soon,

and we're gonna be in

Conference Room B, OK?

I'll be there soon.

All right.



Lawyer: Now, the reading

of a loved one's will

can be an emotional process.

Please, let me know

if you need a break.

However, in this case

it will be rather short.

I don't think that we're

gonna need a break.

Jon and I redid our wills

together two years ago,

so I don't think there's

gonna be any surprises.

Well, Jon actually sent me a

new will just one month ago.

[dramatic music]

What?

But why would he have

done that? What changed?

It's not uncommon for

people to update their wills

after getting married.

Dad wasn't even married yet.

I can explain. I should've

told you both sooner.

Jon and I eloped a month

before the wedding.

I didn't know that

he changed the will.



[lively ragtime music]



[romantic music fades in]

Hey, that's mine. What, are

you backing out already?

No, baby, no. Don't worry.

You'll get it back next

month at the wedding.

Until then, I'll keep

it safe right here.

It's gonna be our little secret.

[flourishes on harp]

Bridget: Why

didn't he tell us?

Malorie: It wasn't meant

to make a difference.

We just wanted something

private and romantic

before getting friends

and family involved.

So, he didn't want us there?

No, no, no. That is

not it at all, Bridget.

Zach: Well, this

certainly changes things.

Does this mean

Malorie's entitled

to everything Jon owned?

Not quite. Half of

Jon's estate was left

to his only daughter,

Bridget Stone.

And the other half?

The other half goes to his

wife, Mrs. Malorie Banks.

Or should I say, Malorie Stone.

[dark music]

Um, I need to get out of here.

Bridget, wait!

[sigh]

[door opens and closes]

[brooding music]

[sobbing]

[door knock]

[door opens]

Bridget.

[door closes]

What happened in there?

Dad married her without

even telling me.

What?

They eloped! He was fully

married and I had no idea.

Oh, honey.

You know, sometimes

people do stupid things

when they're in love.

We used to be so close.

I know.

We would tell each

other everything.

Look, you know. We kind of

grow apart from our parents

a little as we get older.

You know, you moved out,

started a life of your own.

You two were arguing a little

bit in the weeks before

he passed, but that doesn't

change how much he loved you.

I miss him so much.

I know. I'm sorry.

Wait. Um, did that

impact his will?

Yeah. Me and Malorie split

everything 50/50 now.

He married her.

She said she had no idea

he changed his will.

Do you think she's

telling the truth?

What if she married

him for the money?



[music turns menacing]



[gate clatters]



[lock clicks]



[running water]

[footsteps]

Zach called.

He told me I should stay away

from the office for a while.

He's just doing what he

thinks is best for the firm.

I would never hurt Jon.

You have to believe me.

Mom, stop. I know how

much you cared about him.

Look, everything with the

merger was complicated.

Emotions were running

high. I get it.

But the k*ller is

still out there.

First Jon, then Francesca.

Well, let's assume the worst

and that it was

poison in my office.

Who has access to my office

and was also at the wedding?

Zach, Bridget, Amy.

Amy. I don't feel

good about her.

Uh, Zach trusts her completely.

Maybe he's wrong.

Maybe he's wrong.

And you. I didn't know

you were already married.

My only daughter eloped.

Mom, I'm sorry. We just-

No. No need to apologize.

I'm actually happy you

had your moment with him.

Thanks, Mom.

Well, I'm gonna get some sleep.

Yeah, I'm gonna join you. I'm

just gonna grab my laptop.



[mysterious sting]

[lock clicks]

Hey. Have you been

using the back door?

No. Why?

It was unlocked. I

always lock it. Always.

I'm sure you just forgot.

I wouldn't worry

about it, honey.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.



I don't know. Am I that blind?

Could Pamela really

have done all this?

You're not blind. We don't

know anything for sure yet.

Let's just wait until

the lab results are back.

She was so angry with

Jon. And I saw all that.

Would she really go

so far as to k*ll him

on the day of her

daughter's wedding?

And, and-what about Francesca?

I mean, could she really

have done that too?

I don't know.

It's just all so much.

You're the only person

I can trust right now.

[phone rings]

Oh.

[phone rings]

It's Miles.

Do you really have

to take it right now?

No, I'll call him tomorrow.

Good.

Yeah.



[clattering]



Hello?

[menacing music]

Is anybody there?





[ragged breathing]

[scream]

[panting]



[knock at door]

[tense music fades]

You scared me.

Sorry. But Pamela isn't

answering the phone.

Is she here?

[door closes]

Yeah, she's sleeping.

OK. Well, she mentioned

what happened today.

She seemed pretty rattled after

the police questioned her.

She told me to come

here right after work.

She must have forgotten,

cause she went to bed.

Look, I know this might

not be my place anymore,

but this has all

gotten pretty crazy.

I'm worried about

her. And you.

Ryan.

No. I just don't like

the thought of you two

being here by yourselves.

We're fine.

I'll tell her to call

you in the morning, OK?

OK.



[birdsong]

Mm. Baking.

Yeah, I'm making muffins

for Francesca's family.

Her service is next week.

Will you come with me?

Of course.

Um, who was at the

door last night?

Ryan. You invited him over.

Did I? It must have

slipped my mind.

I'll have to apologize.

Why are you dressed for work?

I thought Zach said to lay low.

I am. I've decided I

want to talk to Bridget.

She's known me for years.

She can't possibly

think I k*lled Jon.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

Maybe you should just

give her some space.

Mm-mm. I've made up my

mind. I'll see you later.

OK.

[sirens wailing]

You're not supposed to be here.

I know. I just wanna talk.

There's nothing to say.

Bridget, come on! I worked

with your dad for years.

We argued all the time.

We're both stubborn

people, that's all.

You can't say that you and

your dad never got in fights.

I understand. We all

need someone to blame

for all this. But

I'm not that person.

And if I get the blame,

then whoever's actually at

fault gets away with it.

Right?

Me and dad were fighting

more than usual.

Normally, we would talk

things out right away,

but he was so busy

with his engagement

and planning the wedding.

Kids argue with their

parents all the time.

But you have to know,

your father loved you

more than anything. Never

doubt that for a second.

Yeah. I miss him.

Me too.

I should get inside.



[phone rings]

Hello, Detective.

You have the lab results?

Yes. Yes, I can

come in right now.

OK, bye.

[chuckle]

[phone rings]

Hello?

Hi, this is Detective Levine.

Sorry I missed your call

earlier. What can I do for you?

Um, thanks for calling me

back. I was just wondering

if there were any updates

on Francesca's case

or the substance

found at the office.

Still working on

Francesca's case.

As far as the vial found

in Pamela's office,

we have received

the lab results.

Your mother's on her way to

the station for questioning.

OK, thanks.

[outgoing call ring]

You've reached Pamela

Banks. Leave a message.

Mom, it's me. I just heard

back from Detective Levine.

He said that you're on

your way to the station.

Can you give me a call

back when you can? Thanks.



[phone rings]



Miles, I told you

to stop calling me.

There is nothing to talk about.

What's done is

done. Goodnight.



Hi!

Everything OK?

Yeah.

- Yeah?

Yeah. It's all right.

Want some wine?

Yeah. I'd love

some. Thank you.

[stairs creaking]

Hey. The bath help?

Yeah. No. I don't know.

I never imagined being

interrogated for m*rder.

It was terrible.

Aw.

I've been putting it

off, but I'll need to let

Zach and Bridget know that it

was strychnine in my office.

I already called Zach.

I left him a message.

The last thing I want is for

people to think I k*lled him.

Mom, you had nothing

to do with Jon's death.

You love me too much to

ever hurt me like that.

It's true.

I hate that you're going

through this alone right now.

No, I'm not alone. I have you.

[chuckle]

Look, Mom. I know

you're worried about me.

But sometimes I feel

like you're pushing me

to get close with Ryan again.

My husband just died, Mom.

I'm not ready to start

anything with anyone

right now. OK?

OK. I only thought you two

were so great together.

Yeah. He's a good man, and

he would stand by my side

right now if I asked him to,

but that wouldn't

be fair to him.

It's over between us.

Giving him any hope

would be unkind.

You're right. I understand.

Just, sometimes it's

hard to control myself

and not get involved.

I only ever want

what's best for you.

I know.

I'm scared. Who would

hide poison in my office?

I don't know.

I caught Amy in Jon's

office the other day.



And she lied to Zach about

getting a call from Miles.

Why would he be calling her?



Well, there was always

tension between Jon and Amy.

She knew that he was

against promoting her,

and she resented it.

Mhm.

But she has the job now.

Yeah.

She shouldn't be

taking calls from Miles

behind Zach's back.

I mean, that's-there's

something fishy there.

She has access to my office.

And she knows that Franny

was onto something.

She's hiding something.

I can feel it.

I think I have an idea.



Mm. That was a

message from Malorie.

She said it was

strychnine that they found

in Pamela's office.

The detectives informed

Pamela this morning.

Could've been planted by anyone.

Well, anyone from the office.

I mean, the cleaning staff?

You know who I saw in

Pamela's office last week?

Same person saw Jon the

day of the ceremony.

Who?

Ryan.

You know, that's right.

He took Pamela out

for lunch that day.

Yeah.



[phone rings]

Hello?

Pamela: It's me. I

assume you heard.

Yeah. Zach told me.

Well, this doesn't

change anything

we talked about today.

I had nothing to do

with any of this.

Actually, Malorie

and I have a theory

about who might

be behind it all.

Oh, yeah? Who?

Malorie caught Amy lying to Zach

about getting a call

from Miles Frazier.

I don't see what that

has to do with anything.

That's none of our business.

Amy is hiding

something, Bridget.

So, look. Malorie's gonna

go to the office tonight,

take a look around.

I'm not sure what

she expects to find.

Anyways, Pamela.

I really don't wanna

get into this right now.

I need some space.

Yeah, sure. I understand.

We'll talk later, OK?

Bye.

Bye.

What was that about?

Pamela trying to convince

me she's innocent.

Apparently, Malorie is

going to the firm tonight

to see if she can

find any clues.

[phone rings]

Pamela: Malorie? Are

you at the office?

Yeah. I'm here right now.

Well, call me as

soon as you're done.

I will. Bye.

[door opens and closes]



[door opens and closes]

[mysterious music]





[door lock clicks]

Oh my gosh.



I should have known you

never truly loved me

and you were only

with me for the money.

The least you can do is give

me back the engagement ring.

Miles.

[foreboding music]

[camera clicking]

[door clatters]

[gasp]



[paper rustling]



[door closes]



[music iontensifiying]

[crescendo]

[thud]

[monitor beeping]

Ah, you're awake!

What's going on?

You're OK. You fell down

some stairs at the office.

I was worried when I

didn't hear from you,

so I called the police.

You've been out all

night, sweetheart.

The baby. How's the baby?

The baby's fine. There's no

threat to your pregnancy.

Don't worry.

The doctors are keeping

a close eye on you.

I made sure they knew.

Mom, I was pushed.

Someone pushed me.

Are you serious?

Yeah. We need to call

the police right away.

OK, I'll call them now.

Wait. Zach's calling.

Zach!

Pam. I'm here with Bridget

and we're on speakerphone.

How's Malorie? Any update?

She's awake. Uh,

you're on speaker.

Uh, the doctor said

it's a minor concussion

so she's really lucky.

Thank God. And the baby?

Stable.

Well, we're glad you're OK.

What were you looking for

at the office, anyways?

I thought maybe I could

find some clues to help

with the case. I

took some pictures.

Mom, can you hand me my purse?

Mhm. Here.

Thanks.

[tense music]

My jacket. Grab my jacket.

OK.

No, that can't be.

They must've taken it!

Taken what? What are

you talking about?

Zach, someone pushed

me down the stairs,

and now my phone is missing!

Someone pushed you

down the stairs?

Who else would have

been there that late?

Pamela: Zach, I need to

call the detective now, OK?

She needs to give a statement.

OK, listen.

Just give me a call if

you need anything, OK?

I will. I will. OK. Bye.

I'm calling now.



[chopping]

How was Malorie when

you talked to her?

She said somebody pushed her.

She could have been k*lled.

I mean, if she's

telling the truth,

then someone is clearly

after our family.

This whole thing is just so

strange. But she's all right,

and that's the most important

thing. That she's all right.

Yeah. You're right.

Have you two talked about

how you're going to manage

the firm together? Um, have

you reconsidered the merger?

Uh, no, we haven't discussed it.

I don't think right

now is the right time.

She just needs

her rest. Right?

Yeah. You're right.

[chopping]



Pamela: Made your

favourite. Green tea.

And I found my old phone,

so you can use that for now.

Thanks.

Uh uh. No screen

time. Doctor's orders.

Oh. You're researching

Miles. Did you find anything?

Nothing we don't already know.

Successful lawyer,

from a wealthy family.

Nothing about his engagement

to Amy. I took photos

of the ring and the letter

that I found on Amy's desk.

But whoever pushed

me took my phone.

They obviously didn't

want me to know about him.

I can't believe he accused

Amy of being a gold digger.

I don't trust her. She

was at the wedding.

She knew that Jon was

against her promotion,

and she had access

to your office.

And you told Zach that

Francesca was up to something,

which I'm sure he

shared with her.

So you really think it was her?

She also brought Jon a coffee

the day of the wedding.

Maybe that's how she

poisoned him. I don't know.

There are just too many

clues pointing to her

for it to be a coincidence.

Bridget and Zach think

so highly of her.

But maybe we've all

been wrong about this.



[car revving]

[door knock]

[door squeaks open]

Malorie! This is a surprise.

Can I come in?

Yeah, yeah. Come

on in. Come on in.

[door closes]

We're in here.

Are you sure you should

be out of bed right now?

I'm fine. I'm

just a bit stiff.

Malorie, that fall could

have been really nasty.

Thank God you got lucky.

Yeah, I did. Um,

is Amy around?

No. She'll be here soon

to pick me up. Why?

It's just-I found

something at the office.

OK.

Amy was engaged

to Miles Frazier.

I found an engagement ring,

along with a handwritten letter,

in her office.

There were some pretty

intense accusations in there.

Bridget: She never said anything

about knowing Miles previously,

let alone being engaged to

him. Zach, did you know?

Uh, no. No, I didn't.

I'm sorry. It's just, with

everything that's happened,

I'm a little suspicious of

who we can and can't trust.

And if what Miles said was

true, then that just makes me

wonder what else

she could be hiding.

[front door opens]

Zach, honey, you ready to go?

[door closes]

Is everything OK?

Everything's fine. I

was just leaving. Zach.

Yeah.

What did I just walk in on?

Nothing. Uh, can you

go out to the car?

And I'll meet you

there in a minute.

OK.

K.

Yeah.



[door closes]

[troubling music]

[door opens]

Malorie: Hi.

Hey!

Do you know the baby is

the size of a raspberry

right now? Pregnancy goes

by so quickly. You'll see.

We have to remember to

document every step.

Mhm.

Our little raspberry.

Already so loved.

You are going to be

a wonderful mother.

Thanks, Mom.

Easy.

I'm trying to be a

good stepmom too.

But Bridget is

making it difficult.

She's still being so distant.

Well, she lost her

mom a few years ago.

And now Jon gone, it's a lot.

Poor Bridget. I just

wanna be there for her.

I wish she would let me in.

This is really

bothering you, isn't it?

I'll talk to her.

Get it all sorted.

Mom, I wanna talk to her myself.

I'll find a way to

get through to her.

Mhm.

I wanna talk more about

this whole Miles thing.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I just wasn't expecting it, OK?

I need some time to think.

I was planning on returning

the ring this week.

That's why I was at the office.

He accused me of

being a gold digger.

The last thing I want

you to think i...

Amy. I know. I get it.

He was pressuring me

to convince you and Jon

to merge. That if I didn't,

that he was gonna tell you

all these terrible

things about me.

I said I was working on it,

just to get him off my back.

But I swear, I

never got involved.

Mm.

I'm sorry.

I just need some

time by myself, OK?

Yeah.









[car door closes]

[music intensifies]

[door knock]

[door opens]

Hey. I thought you could

use a care package.

I got some of your

favourites. I wasn't sure

when your pregnancy

cravings would start,

so I made sure to get

some peanut butter

and some marshmallows

just in case.

You don't have to do this.

You're going through hell,

and I'm here for you.

Thanks.

Where's Pamela? I got

some snacks for her too.

She's upstairs.

Her car is not in the driveway.

[mysterious music]

What? She didn't tell

me she was going out.

I'll just give her a call.



Message greeting: You've reached

Pamela Banks. Leave a message.

She's not answering.

I hate that her phone's

always on silent.

Why didn't she tell

me she was leaving?

That's not like her.

Especially with everything

that's been going on.

Look, I'm sure she's fine.

But let me swing by her

house, see if she's there.

You stay here and you

call me if she comes back.

OK. Thanks.



[phone rings]

Hi, Mal.

Zach, is my mom at your place?

No. Why?

I told her about wanting

to get closer with Bridget.

I asked her to stay

out of it, so naturally

I assume that she's

talking to Bridget for me.

Bridget went back to her place

to pick out some

clothes for the funeral.

Maybe your mom's over there.

[phone rings]

Hey.

Hey. I think she's

at Bridget's house.

I'm on my way over

there right now.

Uh, yeah, I told

you we'd find her.

But Malorie, you

shouldn't be driving.

I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Just-please, pull over

and let me drive

the rest of the way.

I said I'm OK.

You're so stubborn.

So, um. There's something I

wanted to talk to you about,

regarding Malorie.

I think I'll wear this

one to Dad's funeral.

What do you think?

Yes. It's lovely.

OK. I'm gonna bring these

back up to my closet.

Then we can talk.

You want some help?

I'm good.



[door closes]







[percussive music]



Bridget: What are you doing?

[clatter]

Why are you going

through my stuff?

No, no. Sorry, I

was only looking.

It's just-it's a great

box. Where'd ya get it?

Cut the act, Pamela.

You know I can't

let you leave now.

[music darkens]

It was you at the

office that night.

[percussive music]



Malorie could have died.

But she didn't.

She got away again!

[crash]

[cry of pain]

My ankle!

You should have just

minded your own business.

What are you gonna do?

[knock at door]

Bridget?

Mom?

[knocking harder]

Don't say a word.

[knocking continues]

Bridget, open up!

What are you doing here?

Where's my mom?

Uh, she's gone.

Her car is here.

Pamela: Malorie! I'm here!

Mom?

[door slams]

Mom. Oh my God.

Mom, what happened?

It's my ankle, I can't stand up.

You need to call for help.

It's Bridget! She's dangerous.

We have to get out of here

Call... Bridget:

Put the phone down.

Bridget.

This is all your fault.

Oh my God. It was

you, wasn't it?

I said put the phone down.

Why would you wanna k*ll your

own father? You loved him!

I never wanted to hurt my

dad. It was the champagne.

Oh my God. He wasn't the one

who was supposed to drink it.

I swear, it was an accident.

Can I get a glass of

champagne from room 217

to the bridal suite in 502.

[fizzing]

How was I supposed to know

that he would have

been in your room?

You were supposed

to have been alone.

The drink was made for you!

But you're pregnant, so

you didn't even drink it.

Why do you hate me so much?

Things were never the

same after he met you.

It's as if he wanted so

badly to be your husband,

he forgot about being my dad.

I never meant to come

between you and your father.

If he never met you, none

of this would have happened.

You made me k*ll my dad!

Please, let's talk about this.

You don't have to

hurt anyone else.

I never wanted anyone

to know what I did.

Everything just spiraled out

of control after my dad died.

Francesca was about to

catch me and I didn't-

I didn't wanna hurt her.

But I had no choice.

The housekeeper saw me

leaving Pamela's room

after I called room service,

and I couldn't risk Francesca

getting the truth out of her.

[scream]

She-she's on vacation,

so I bought myself

some time for now.

And you thought framing my mom

would take the

attention off of you.

I never wanted anyone

to know what I had done!

[panting]

All of this happened

because of you.

No! No. Please-please don't

do this! No, Bridget, please!

No! Please don't! You

don't have to do this!

I want you to suffer

just as much as I have.



Yes, I need help right

away. 526 Riverside.

[door knock]

This should've

happened so long ago.

[scream]

Help!

[tense music]

No! No, please!

I-I tried to get you at your

house, but Pamela came home.

I thought you were dead

that night at the office.

This ends now!

No!

Put it down. Drop it.

[scream]

Let it go. Let the knife go.

Get off!

[slashing sound]

[sombre music]

[sombre music]

I hate you.



[knife clatters]

[approaching sirens]

I want my dad...

I want my dad.

[sirens]

[sobbing]

[ragged breathing]

Malorie: Did you

hear from Bridget?

Zach: I visited her in

prison this morning.

She seems to be doing well.

She's glad we're doing this.

I just thought we

could come in early

for a private reveal

before the party.

Well, it's not really

a reveal for Malorie

since she's the

one who printed it.

[laughter]

That's true. But this'll be

the first time I'm seeing it

in the frame and up on the wall.

Yeah. Well, we just have

to wait for Pamela, then.

[gentle music]

Oh! Baby!

Aw!

Look who's up from his nap.

Hey.

Hey, buddy!

Can I hold him?

Sure.

Yeah. Come here. Hi. Hi.

Oh, he's beautiful.

Oh.

Am I crazy, or does he

look like Jon already?

[laughter]

We think so too.

Daniel has Jon's eyes.

- Mhm.

And Malorie's smile.

Yeah.

He's perfect.

I love that you called him

Daniel, Jon's middle name.

Yeah, buddy. Go and see Mom.

[soft laugh]

[cooing at Daniel]

You guys ready for the reveal?

Yeah!

Yeah? OK. Here we go.

[gentle piano music]

Oh, wow!



That's amazing, Malorie.



You wanna go see?



Look Daniel, there's your dad!



I just wish Jon could

have met his son.



He's always with us, honey.



[whispered] That's

your dad, Dan.

[music fades]