01x01 - Changing Tides

[bunniefuu]

[Angie] You want proof your
business partner's embezzling?

You offer to drop off
the bank deposit next week.

There is no " if your husband
is cheating on you."

Couch potato
starts hitting the gym,

pouring on the Rogaine?

There's somebody new.

My money's on your neighbour.

Nobody that serious
about mulching

asks for help
in full Kardashian contouring.

The only way to get the truth
out of a pathological liar

is to catch them off guard.

You need
to confront your sister

at your nana's funeral.

RIP, Nana.

Right.

That's it for story time.

Next week, "Baby Beluga."

[Angie] I'm sorry. Old habits.

I used to be a P.I.

So you've mentioned.

[Angie] Of course her husband
was cheating on her.

It was so obvious to Mommy.

Mommy keeps acting like a P.I.,

she's going to get us kicked out
of another play group.

Declan's with me
on this one, okay?

He knows.

- Mm-hmm.
- Don't you, buddy?

You ready for some grub,
my little flapjack?

I'm craving fish and chips.

Where are you thinking?

Mm, Barb's?

Fresh halibut,
homemade tartar sauce? Come on.

You are
a true West Coast local.

Yeah, only took two years.

[♪]

[Shade] And that's why
I dedicated this book to my dad.

He's the one who taught me
how to live by the code.

[applause]

[Wheeler] Very powerful.

Before we let you go,

can we expect a follow-up book?

[Shade chuckles]

Just as soon as I go pro
in another sport.

I promise
it won't be pickleball.

[laughter]

[Wheeler]
And we're out of time.

Last question

for the one and only
Matt "The Shadow" Shade.

[Shade] Uh, you?

I skipped
computer science class

to hear you talking
about P.I.ing.

[Wheeler] Miss, I don't think
it's appropriate to--

Please, I taught myself
Haskell coding at eight.

This is all hockey.

Why did you write about

the least interesting part
of your life?

I only did a little P.I.ing

because of someone I met
a long time ago.

I'm focused on this new chapter
in my life now.

[applause]

We're home!

Mommy pushed it
just a little, didn't she?

Probably shouldn't have
stopped for coffee,

but someone's not sleeping
through the night.

Here, give me your hand.

Do you hear your daddy
in there?

Hey, babe!

Can you crank up
that bottle warmer?

Daddy's on it.

Bottle coming in hot,

and by hot, I mean lukewarm
and tested on my wrist.

[Angie] Our hero.

Hi, buddy. Hey.

Will and I went for lunch.

Then we stopped by Fantastico.

You stopped for an Americano
before naptime?

That's amateur hour, Everett.

Yours is in the stroller.

My hero.

[clearing throat]

Where did you find it?
I looked everywhere.

It was on the changing table.

Apparently not everywhere.

Guess my ruse as a lonely widow
looking for love ends today.

Did you have to go
full femme fatale

and k*ll me in your fantasy?

I'm having a completely
different fantasy right now.

- Oh, really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Am I in it?
- Mm-hmm.

- Ooh, what am I doing?
- [chuckling]

[door bangs open]

Will, we told you to knock!

Family should never
have to knock.

Well, you're
only half family.

Genetic technicality.

Hey, I need
your signature in these.

I got some buyers lined up.

You're selling autographed
copies of my memoir?

Your tone suggests
displeasure.

You are just the wedding gift
that keeps on giving.

I owe Uncle Dave everything

for hooking you up
on that ancestry site.

I mean, it led me to you.

You can't tell me
you prefer an air fryer.

Air fryer, dust buster... dust.

You ever think
about getting a real job?

I'm a legit
jack of all trades.

Housesitting is not a trade.

You're the ones
who are unemployed.

I just wrote a book.

And we're raising our son.

That baby's so good,
he's raising himself.

You know what you two need?

Privacy from half family?

A deadbolt?

Date night.

We're not gonna get in
anywhere without a reservation.

I mean, I could play
the celebrity card.

Did that use to work?

The universe provides.

Hugh at The Empress
just revamped their menu.

Maître d' owes me.

I rescued her

when her kayak capsized
off Chatham Island.

Go. Leave the little flapjack
with me.

Has been a while since
we had someone cook for us.

True.

[Will] Go! Get changed.

Uncle Will's got this.

Hey, sign some of those copies
on your way out?

[Shade] Nope.

You leave me no choice
but to forge!

[♪]

[Maître d'] Good evening.

Here for the private function
for Mr. Moore,

or guests of the restaurant?

Restaurant. Matt Shade.

You must be Angie.

Wow, you look
nothing like your brother.

I still wonder
who he paid off

for those DNA results.

We've got a nice table
for you.

Great.

That's Priya.

She owns that baby boutique
that I love.

Maybe now is not the time
to say hello.

[camera snapping]

Thanks.

You know,

I totally forgot to show you
the cutest pic of Dex.

- [both chuckling]
- Aw, look at him.

He came this close
to high-fiving me this morning.

No way.

We were right there--

Hold on.

Have we become those parents

that can only talk
about their kid?

Oh, my god.

We have to do better.

Yeah. Care to
make it interesting?

Of course.

No Dex talk until after dinner.
Loser has to--

Night feed for a week.

Hmm, cute shoes. I love those.

Angie!

Priya!

How are you?

I'm so good!

It's our first night out
since the baby.

Oh, nice.

I'm so full, but I'm still
going to have dessert.

Yes. Wait, how is Dex,
the cutest baby ever?

I know. Parents
aren't supposed to agree,

but he's perfect.

Will's babysitting
for us tonight.

He's so lucky
you decided to stay here

after his rafting accident.

You know, I try
not to let him forget that.

Hmm.

I know. Uh, "Coral Reef"
is so not my colour,

but, uh, my boyfriend, Ben,
bought it for me.

Yeah, uh, he, uh, he tried.

Listen, I saw
you two together,

and I almost got pregnant
just watching you.

He's actually taking me
to Provence next month.

Lavender season.
- Oh...

I really feel
like he's the one.

I'm so happy for you.

[♪]

Ooh, I wonder if Dex
is still going to--

Ha! Ha ha!

You said Dex. You lost the bet.

No, the bet was
no Dex talk until after dinner.

Dinner ends at dessert.

Please. You just
can't stand to lose.

That's right.

[woman screaming in horror]

[woman sobbing]

[gasping and crying]

Well, so much for date night.

♪ I see you and you see me

♪ Watch you blowing the lines

♪ When you're making a scene

♪ Oh, boy

♪ You've got to know

♪ What my head overlooks

♪ The senses
will show to my heart ♪

♪ When it's watching for lies

♪ 'Cause you can't escape
my... ♪

♪ Private eyes

♪ They're watching you

♪ Private eyes

♪ They're watching you
Watching you ♪

♪ Watching you, watching you

[Angie] I was just
talking to her.

[Shade] Sorry, Angie.

Detective Violet Xiao,
Major Crimes.

I'm investigating the m*rder
of Ben Moore.

Can I get your names?

Uh, Matt Shade.

Angie Everett.

I know Priya.
She didn't do this,

and if you're still
interviewing guests--

Were you at the victim's
surprise birthday party?

Uh, no, we were
in the restaurant on a date.

We didn't know the vic.

The vic?

We used to be
private investigators.

Ah.

I'll be in touch if I have
any further questions.

You're free to go.

It doesn't make any sense.

She loved him.

It might have been
a crime of passion.

She did have the m*rder weapon
in her hand.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

I'll go find a valet.
- Okay.

Hey, you can't--

I'm her attorney.

Angie!

You're in shock, okay?

I'm so sorry about Ben.

I didn't k*ll Ben.

Do you have any idea
who would?

No, everyone loved him.

Sorry, I was just--

Interfering
with my investigation.

Leave the premises,
Ms. Everett.

Angie...

[car engine starting]

Just 'cause you shopped
in her store,

she's incapable of m*rder?

No, because you don't
commit to coral lipstick

only to turn around and k*ll
the man who gave it to you.

Okay, you lost me there.

Before you came out west,
when I was here alone,

helping Will after his accident,
and pregnant,

I went into Priya's store,

and I had...
a bit of a meltdown.

Over the prices? Oh, yeah,
I saw the receipts.

No, I was just
having a minute, okay?

And Priya, she saw
a woman in need,

and she was there for me.

I cannot not help her.

Did she ask for your help?

With her eyes.

This is what we do!

No, honey, this is
what we used to do.

We're parents now.

Have you forgotten
all the close calls we had?

You got kidnapped
from that train.

I got caught up
in that armed robbery.

Oh, and you got shot.

All cases
we solved in the end.

We don't even have
a license anymore.

It could be my push present.

A gift from Tiffany's
is a push present.

Homicide is not a push present.

How about just one lead?

I have the guest list
from the surprise party.

What...
you stole police evidence?

They can print another one.

Look, if we just work the list
to see who hated Ben,

maybe we can take the heat
off of Priya.

Come on...

just between
story time and bottles?

I want this.

Is that really
what this is about?

I missed so much
of Jules's childhood.

I don't want to miss anything
this time around.

You're a great dad.

Trying to be.

[♪]

You said you saw Giraffey
talking to Bobo,

but you were closest
to the catering cart.

Did you take the steak knife?

Bobo? I didn't say "Bobo."

I said "hippo."

I think Mr. Bear needs
to get his story straight.

Uh, Butterfly World
in an hour?

Ah, can't wait.

Monarchs are magic.

[Will chuckles]

[Angie] A whole pot?

Did you accidentally brew decaf?

No, I've been
up all night, working.

The victim, Ben Moore.

Bought a struggling
whale watching operation

about five months ago,
Orca Spirit Adventures.

Shade...

[Will]
Oh, that's a good outfit.

They guarantee you see orcas
or your next trip's free.

Ben's son, Zach,
he works there.

Daughter Emma's
a photographer.

They were both at the party
last night, but get this.

Before whale watching,
Ben lived a whole other life

as a high-powered
real-estate mogul.

He co-owned the company
Moore-Molina.

Oh, that guy!

They've got those high-end
hotels all over the world.

Great hair, too,
for a man his age.

Why would he leave all that
to run a struggling business?

Exactly, and Ben left

the day after
Moore-Molina won the bid

to build this new luxury hotel.

That's weird timing.

And then last week,
the city denied their plan,

leaving Ben's ex-partner,
Eduardo, with a dead deal.

If Ben knew the approval
wasn't going through,

that could be motive.

And Molina was at the party
last night.

This is your one lead, Everett.

Okay, go.

I will take Flapjack
butterflying.

[sighing] Look at us,
right back in it.

It's just like riding a bike.

Hey, Siri,

how many bike-related
injuries are there per year?

Hello, um, we are here
to see Mr. Molina.

Do you have an appointment?

- Yes, 9:00 a.m.
- 9:30.

And you are?

- We're colleagues.
- I'm his sister.

- It's work-related.
- It's a family emergency.

"Like riding a bike,"
she said.

I'd give us a four out of 10
back there.

So we're a little rusty.

What are we doing?
This is nuts.

I know, okay,
but we're so close to Molina.

He could be our guy.

[sighing]

CEO's office is likely
on the top floor,

but we aren't
riding that elevator

without an access card.

Maybe we don't need one.

No, Angie,
we are not doing that!

[♪]

Okay, we shouldn't
have done this.

You're right.

I'm right
about a lot of things.

Don't look down,

and don't close your eyes, either.

If we fall,
will these helmets save us?

Do you want me to lie to you?

Oh, god.

I could have a monarch
on my shoulder right now.

I could be with Dex.
I could be with Will.

Time with Will?
I'd take window washing.

Just try to distract yourself.

Think about the day
that Dex was born.


with no epidural.

Point taken.

That's Molina.

[Molina] No, I want
to hear some good news.

Yeah, I want to
get this done today.

[Molina] Right.

Yeah, well,
those numbers sound better.

[Shade] You're just
leaving streaks.

Are you serious right now?

Guy's got a giant portrait
of himself on the wall,

and athletes get a vanity rap.

Laptop's locked.

We don't have time
to guess passwords.

He uses facial recognition,
but we don't have that.

Maybe we do.

Okay, just back up a little, and
then move left.

- I said left.
- This is left.

[Angie] Oh, okay.

Well, you're just...

you're lacking some depth.

You want me
to recite you a poem?

No, I want you
to stick your face in it.

[muffled] Is it working?

[Molina] How hard is it
to follow simple instructions?

- He's coming.
- [Molina] Idiots!

- We've gotta hide.
- Behind the painting.

[Angie] What?

[Molina] What the hell?

You punched him!

Have you lost it?

It was a reflex.

Also, did you hear the way
he spoke to his assistant?

Let's use his face.

[laptop chiming]

Oh!

[gasping in delight]
We're in!

Thank you, hockey reflexes.

Let's get pictures
of everything we can, fast.

Got it?

Yeah. [camera clicking]

Yeah, next.

Next.
- Got it.

Look.

The city approved
Molina's revised plans,

which means the project's
going ahead.

Maybe he's not our guy.

Hello.

Corporate restructuring plan,

AKA how to piss off
your employees.

Siobhan Callaghan,
the VP of sales,

was let go when Ben left.

Didn't we see an e-mail
from her?

Yeah. Her name was
on the guest list too.

Look what she wrote to Molina.

"Ben really screwed me,
leaving me with this mess.

I could k*ll him."

Maybe she did.

[Angie] Siobhan was head of
international sales division

in London.

She hasn't been back here
since she was let go.

If she wanted to k*ll Ben,

why do it
at his surprise party?

Stabbing him
in such a public place,

it doesn't feel premeditated.

Well, maybe it wasn't.

Maybe her plan
was to confront him,

and things escalated.
- [phone chiming]

Babe, did you set an alert
for your book?

Yeah.

What's it say?

"Just what the world needs,

another vacuous,
navel-gazing memoir

from a washed-up
pretty boy hockey player

in a $200 T-shirt."

Ooh, ouch.

Someone from
that writing class I talked to.

Rude.

It's not all bad.

They call you pretty.

How'd you know
it was someone from the class?

It was the first time
I wore that shirt.

It's got to be
that wannabe P.I.

She's the only one
that gave me a hard time.

It's just a troll.
Let it go, okay?

We need to figure out

if Siobhan checked out
of the hotel.

Okay, I'm thinking
grab and go?

With all the cops there?
No way.

Slip and slide.

Oh, that's a good one.

See? You do miss those days.

Let's just get what we need
and get home to Dex.

[♪]

Excuse me.

You have a lake of water
in front of those elevators!

My wife almost wiped out!

Oh, no, uh... thank you
for letting me know.

We need a mop-up
and a hazard sign

outside the elevator, stat.

All right,
she's in the Douglas suite.

Checked in Saturday morning
for four nights.

Who sticks around
after a m*rder?

The k*ller, if she wants
to hide in plain sight.

She charged
a bottle of champagne

to her room yesterday.

Today,

a personal training session.

She's probably
still at the gym.

Hi, uh, we're looking
to see the sights.

What do you recommend

that'll tickle
everybody's fancy?

I'll leave you to it.

Um...

have you tried Butterfly World?

[gasping] No,
no, that sounds amazing.

Hey, didn't I see you
at Ben's party last night?

Yeah, you, uh,
you look familiar.

I was a plus-one.

Still can't believe it.

How did you know Ben?

I used to work with him.

Such a shock.

You didn't see what happened?

No, I was catching up
with old colleagues.

I saw Ben leave the party,

and then I heard the screaming.

It was awful.

Take care.

Wait.

Uh, hey, could you spot me?

Uh...

Do you mind?

- Sure.
- Great, thanks.

So, what a story, huh?

Walking away
from your real-estate empire

for whale watching?

Why would he do that?

For his son.

Zach was going off the rails,

and Ben was afraid
he was going to lose him.

This is a lot of weight.

Are you sure you--?

Yeah, I'm good, I'm good.

Anyway, I just
I don't know any guys

that would give up everything
for their kid like that.

[Siobhan] He blamed himself

for not being there
after their mom died.

All the money in the world

doesn't replace
having a parent there.

Yeah, I guess.

Still,

must have been hard
on the employees,

you know?

Big restructure after he left.

Well, it didn't help

going through a messy divorce
at the time,

but I landed on my feet.

Uh, how many reps
are you doing?

Oh, you know,
just five more in this set.

Gotta shore up
on that bone density.

How did you feel
when you got the invite?

[Siobhan]
I was happy Emma reached out.

I hadn't spoken to anyone
since I left,

but I just wish
that Zach appreciated

everything that Ben
gave up for him.

He didn't?

[Siobhan] No, he resented
having to work for a living.

Are you--?

I-I'm sorry,
I-I really gotta go.

Are you sure you're okay?

Oh, yeah, I'm good, so good.

I'm just going to take
a little rest.

Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Oh, gosh.

Oh, dear.

[whispering] She didn't
come right out and say it,

but I think Zach
was a bored rich kid

with a drug problem.

[quietly]
Daddy turns off the tap,

makes him work for his money.
He's mad.

- Shh! Whisper.
- I am!

Low talking isn't whispering.

[whispering] Would Zach
really k*ll his father

over that, though?

Wouldn't be the first time

an entitled son
k*lled his rich father.

Not everyone
had the relationship you did

with your dad.

[quietly] I wish my dad
could have met Dex.

Me too.

So what are we gonna do?

We can't just walk up to Zach

and ask him
if he k*lled his father.

Shh!

You're right.
- [whispering] Thank you.

We have to follow him.

Angie, no.

Come on, we said one lead.

Now you want to tail the guy?

[sighing] Fine.

Did I mention I love you?

[to Dex] I love you too.

[kissing]

Boink.

[laughing]

"Give the guy a break.

He's an ex-hockey player.

You can't expect a jock
to be Tolstoy."

They're just piling on now.

Would you stop
reading the comments?

Geez, sometimes I don't know
who I married.

Oh, you know exactly
who you married.

[Angie] That's him.

[camera clicking]

All right, who feels
like tailing a suspect?

[Dex laughs]

[♪]

I can't believe
he's already back at work.

Where's he going?

[Angie] I don't know.

I'm gonna get closer.

No, he'll make us.

We've got a baby
in the back seat.

Nobody's making us.

[♪]

- You know, I could just--
- No.

You could--

Neither of us
is going in there alone.

Well, we can't leave Dex.

I haven't read
all the parenting books,

but I'm pretty sure

breaking into warehouses
with sketchy people

is not recommended
in the first year.

Ang, maybe
we're not ready to--

Give up?

He's gotta come out eventually.

Right.

We wait him out.

Right.

[♪]

[Dex cries] Ma!

- Hey!
- [squealing laugh]

[Angie] Crap!
How long were we out?

Uh... 90 minutes.

Do you know what that means?

We lost him?

Dex connected
his sleep cycles.

Hey, way to go, buddy.

Does that mean
you're going to start

sleeping through the night
for your old man?

However, Zach is gone,
the boat is gone,

and he could be anywhere,
land or sea.

But we did get
the boat number,

and every commercial watercraft
has GPS, right?

Yeah.

Maybe there's a way
we can hack

into the Coast Authority's
secured site, and--

Do you know how to do that?

No idea...

but I might know someone
who can.

[♪]

Back to hawk more books?

Actually,
I'm here to see you.

Does the world really need

another pretentious
young critic

in a thrift shop jacket?

I didn't write that bad review.

Also, this is an authentic
replica of Johnny Ramone's,

which I paid 40 bucks

instead of the 1,500
they're going for new.

All right, if you didn't
write it, who did?

You came all the way up here

to confront an online troll?

I thought you were out of
the P.I.ing in business.

All right, I need your help.

Can you hack into
Coast Authority Marine Traffic

and locate this boat?

- Rush job?
- Yeah.

Hundred bucks.

You can e-transfer it.
I just sent you my e-mail.

How do you have my number?

There.

Wait, is that
a public website?

Tell you what,

I can track down your troll
for an extra 50.

Raine Atebe.

Nice doing business with you.

Hey, we're on our way home
with Dex now.

[Will] Good timing.

I am just perfecting

a new batch of hot sauce.

I call it
Aliento Del Diablo.

[Shade] Wait, you didn't use

my aji charapita pepper,
did you?

Definitely not.

Hey, Will, do you know
anyone with a boat?

What kind are we talking?

Catamaran, schooner,

dinghy, Zodiac,

Laser, fishing boat,

comfort cruiser, trawler,

kayak, jet ski, canoe?

[♪]

How does your brother
have a hookup for everything?

Will's just that guy.

He looks after
someone's ball python,

and suddenly
they're lifelong friends.

[♪]

This is it.

These are the coordinates
Raine sent us.

Hey, can you back up
to that buoy?

[Angie] What the--?

[Shade] Oh.

I've heard of baiting
crab traps with tuna,

but unless these crabs
are into harder stuff...

Looks like Zach found a way
to stretch his paycheque.

[♪]

We have GPS proof
that you used one of your boats

for some very non-whale activity
this morning.

Baby cookies?

Whoa, whoa, that's not mine.

Your boat was the only one
going to and from

the drop point.
- Wasn't me. Come on.

I dropped my boat
at the mechanic's

for a fuel line issue.

I'm not running drugs.

Can anyone vouch for you?

Only 30 tourists
and a pod of orcas.

We heard
you resented your father

for cutting off your allowance.

My dad was my hero.

He gave up his career
to run this company with me.

When I was a kid,

he used to take me
out on his boat, and...

He knew this would save me,
and it did.

I owe him my life.

Then help us figure out
who took his.

Cops already have her.

[Angie] Whoo!
Not so rusty after all.

Mommy and Dex
just spoke with Ocean Affairs.

Ben filed a complaint
against Amrit Basha

the day before he died.

Who is Amrit Basha?

He's the guy we saw Zach
taking his boat to.

Amrit's facing
a serious investigation.

Ocean Affairs
just gave you all that?

Investigative reporter schtick.

[Shade] It worked?

We had to buy them pizza.

Did they tell you
if the investigation

is for drug smuggling?

No. Maybe if we sent caviar?

They just gave us Amrit's name.

So if Ben's the whistleblower

and started this investigation,

then Amrit has him to thank
for his jail time.

But if he gets rid
of his whistleblower,

case falls apart.

We need to talk
to this Amrit guy.

Already ahead of you, Daddy.

Grab your navy blazer.

Will, would you mind--

Oh, not at all.

Hi!

Ooh! Baby.

[chuckling fondly]

I think they're going
undercover.

["It Takes Two" playing]

[♪]

♪ It takes two
to make a thing go right ♪

♪ It takes two to make it

♪ Outta site
[record slowing and stopping]

Are you impersonating
government officials?

How would you like us
to answer that?

A bit much, don't you think?

[Xiao] The minute I heard
"private investigators,"

I knew you were going
to be a royal pain.

On top of heading Major Crimes

and a working
a high-profile m*rder case,

I looked into you both.

I'm contesting
that parking ticket,

and that speeding ticket--

Oh, and that school zone
violation?

Please, it was Saturday.

Your dad was a cop turned P.I.

You took over his business,

and then came out here
two years ago

to care for your brother
after his rafting accident.

[quietly] Half brother.

Then you followed suit
to Victoria.

Long distance
doesn't really jive

with prenatal appointments.

And P.I.ing without a license

doesn't really jive for me.

This is an official warning.

Stay away from my case.

[Angie] Good thing
she didn't look in the trunk.

Don't know how we'd explain
a diaper bag full of cocaine.

[Shade] Do you hear the words

that are coming
out of your mouth?

I do.

So you agree this is--

[Angie] Maddening? Insane?

Yes, okay?

But Priya is still in custody.

That means that Xiao
is not looking at anyone else.

Well, we can't go back
and talk to Amrit now.

Maybe we don't have to,

if we can just prove
he was at the hotel.

You can sit back

and watch the woman
who loved your dad go to jail,

or you can help us
catch the k*ller.

We used to be P.I.s.

We're really good
at uncovering the truth.

And we have reason to believe

Amrit was using your dad's boats
to smuggle drugs.

You think he might have
k*lled my dad because of it?

That's what we're trying
to find out.

Could you show us
the pictures you took

the night
of the surprise party?

These are all of them.

She made my dad really happy.

There's Siobhan
with the cute shoes.

Saw them
under the bathroom stall.

Oh, Siobhan goes way back
with Dad.

She always used to make him
buy us gifts

on his business trips.

I don't see Amrit
in any of these photos.

Ah, see there? Wrinkles.

That's why you pay top dollar
for organic cotton.

Are you still thinking
about that bad review?

No.

There he is.

Amrit was at the party.

Amrit Basha,

we have proof
you were at the hotel.

[Angie sighs]

I taught you better than that.

[grunting]

[crying out]

This used to be
so much easier.

We used to get eight hours
of sleep. Go that way.

I'd give us a solid
eight out of ten for this one.

and reported him
to the authorities.

He's confessed
to the smuggling

and is aiding
in our investigation.

Oh, that's great.

But he didn't k*ll Ben.

Two valets saw him

in the parking lot
talking on his phone

during the window
of opportunity.

But he could have--

Cell phone records confirm

he was talking to
his criminal associate

in the United States.

But Ben's k*ller
is still out there,

because Priya is innocent.

New evidence has come to light
which further implicates her.

What new evidence?

I won't be sharing details,

but thank you for bringing this
to my attention.

Now, go home.

I hate not having an in.

What new evidence
do you think Xiao has?

I don't know,
but whatever they have,

if they've charged Priya,

that means they've got
a strong case.

We need to get into
Xiao's office.

Remember the Plan A
from the hotel?

The grab and go?

I'm not pulling that stunt
in the police station.

Wasn't thinking you would.

Xiao's on lunch.

If this goes sideways,

I'm doubling down
on bad decision-making

due to lack of sleep.

Hey, Mama Smurf, Papa Smurf.

I brought everything
you asked for.

[squealing happily]

Were you two this insanely
reckless in Toronto?

Because I am loving this look.

[chuckling]

Throw me the bag,
I'll throw you the baby.

"Throw me the idol,
I'll throw you the whip"?

You never seen "Raiders"?

Good luck.

Hello.

Here we go!

Officer?

Officer, help!

A man snatched my bag,

and my husband's out there
trying to fight him off.

All right, I need you
to punch me in the face.

I don't want to hurt you.

You're not gonna hurt me.

But you're my brother.

In law.

You do know how to punch,
don't you?

I've been punched.

I have no doubt.

Here's the deal.

When the cops come
out that door, you punch me,

and don't worry,
I'll make it--

Ooh...

Oh, he's over there.
Go get him.

Hey! Hey, you!

Not bad, kid.

Okay, uh, your name, please?

It's Carole...

C-A-R--

[clearing throat]

- O-L-E...

Do you have a description?

[Angie] Yeah,
he was about 6'5",

really tall...

[beeping]

Everything I own
is in that diaper bag.

It has my wallet, my keys,
my cell phone.

- dark eyes, um,
and he took off really fast.

Detective Xiao, you're back.

I work here.

Why are you back?

[Officer] Why are you back?

I forgot my wallet.

Uh, wait,
I-I dropped Giraffey.

He must have fallen out.

I don't think Giraffey
is in my office.

No, it's definitely
not in your office.

I think he might have
fallen out here somewhere.

Would you mind
helping me look?

I just really need
to get my wallet.

[Angie] Uh, Giraffey!

There you are.

- [Dex squeals]
- Oh, you know what?

False alarm.

It's not actually Giraffey,
it was just a gum wrapper.

You know, now that
I think about it,

it might be in the car.

Thanks. See you.

Strange woman.

We did it. It worked!

Oh, that was intense.
What a rush.

You were so stealth.

There's the man I married.

[gurgling]

Wait a minute!

You, me, car--

this is how we ended up
with Dex.

Right.

Daddy can't do two infants
under one roof.

[baby gurgling]

I got everything in Ben Moore's
case file, look.

[Angie] Wait a minute.

Priya became the beneficiary
of Ben's life insurance policy

two months ago.

Priya gets a big payout.

[Will] Lost the cops
in Beacon Hill Park.

Sorry about the punch.

Please, I've been punched
by tougher men than you.

Dex is out like a light
after our family crime spree.

[sighing]

All my instincts were screaming
she didn't do it.

I guess I have lost my edge.

Hey, the one thing
I never doubt

are your instincts.

You've got the best gut
in the business.

Yeah, you're like Columbo and
Angela Lansbury rolled into one,

but younger
and with better clothes.

I think you two are biased.

Let's take a look at this.

Babe, we've been
over the evidence

three times already.

Well, you know what they say.

Fourth time's the charm.

[chewing]

Don't you breathe
between bites?

You're getting crumbs
all over my keyboard.

[Will] Sorry.

Wait a minute.

You know who the k*ller is.

Remember in Emma's photo,
Siobhan was wearing

those cute blue shoes,
the ones I saw under the stall?

Uh-huh.

Well, those shots were
time-stamped before the m*rder.

After Ben's m*rder,
she's wearing black flats.

So? You always
kick off your heels

the first chance you get.

But here's her statement.

She told the cops that
she saw Ben leave the party.

She was talking to colleagues

right up until
she heard the scream,

same thing she told me,

but she left
to change her shoes.

But what's her motive?

[Angie] I don't know yet,

but she had means, opportunity,

and why lie to the cops

unless you have
something to hide?

[Shade]
Like blood on your shoes?

Think she still has them?

Safer to keep them
than ditch them

and risk them being found.

[Shade] How are you
even faster at lock-picking

after all this time?

There's the champagne
she ordered.

[Shade] Nothing in here.

[Angie] Found the shoes.

Any blood stains?

No, they look clean.

Need I remind you,
we don't have--

A license, yeah, I'm aware.

I was going to say
a contact at the lab.

This is the outfit
she was wearing.

I don't see anything.

Hey, what's that?

[Angie] It's to Ben.

I need a pencil.

Impressive, Everett.

See?
It's like riding a bike.

Lavender.

"Happy birthday, my love."

Not how I'd talk to my ex-boss.

"You have no idea how many
times I've been tempted

to hop on a plane
these last 10 months

and fall into your arms again.

I'm finally free to be yours,
and you to be mine.

Love, Siobhan."

[Shade] Siobhan
ordered that champagne

to drink with Ben
after the party.

No one knew
they were having an affair.

She was waiting
to finalize her divorce,

and he just wanted
to make sure Zach was okay.

And then he meets Priya,

and before
he can break it to Siobhan--

Emma invites both women
to his surprise party.

Surprise.

Provence was
Siobhan's dream with Ben,

then she overhears Priya
in the bathroom

telling me
he's taking her there.

That is a brutal way to find out
you missed your moment.

So she confronts him,
grabs a steak knife,

and stabs him.

And goes up to her room
to change her shoes.

[Shade] That's the trifecta--

motive, means, and...

What's the third one?

Opportunity.

Right.

After this,
you really need to sleep.

Look, we're not professional
investigators anymore.

You're doing
a stellar impression

of unprofessional ones.

Please just search the hotel.

Don't tell me
how to do my job.

Look, we may or may not

have seen some
physical evidence that--

With every word
coming out of your mouth,

I'm getting closer
to charging you.

Just trust us,
and if we're wrong,

we'll never get
in your way again.

No! No, no, no,
no, no, stop! Stop!

[panting]

Sorry.

A little late.

You gave me a false alibi,
Miss Callaghan.

Hand over the suitcase.

[spraying]

See, that's the thing
about blood.

You think you've got it all,

but it seeps into the leather.

Too bad. They were cute shoes.

Siobhan Callaghan,
I'm arresting you

for the m*rder of Ben Moore.

[handcuffs jingle]

[Emma]My father
wanted to make sure

that Priya was okay

if anything
ever happened to him.

So he made me the beneficiary
on his policy,

and that way,
the rest of the family estate

would go entirely
to Emma and Zach.

He sounds like
a very thoughtful man.

Yeah, he was the best.

Uh, hey, if...

If it weren't
for you, Angie...

you never gave up on me.

My brother and I
can't thank you guys enough.

We were happy to help.

Really, you have no idea.

[Shade] Uh, excuse me.

Raine!

What are you doing here?

Found your online critic.

Took me all of 20 minutes.

Wait, how did you know
I was here?

You're funny.
Professor Wheeler.

Turns out
he's a frustrated writer

who can't get
his 800-page novel published.

But he invited me to his class.

He wanted to bask

in the dim glow
of your celebrity.

"Dim glow"?

Like, not fluorescent,
but sort of a warm ambience.

Anyway,

I sent Professor "Jealous Much?"
a virus,

so that should keep him busy
from trolling you.

I didn't ask you to do that.

I think the words
you're looking for

are "Thank you."

[chuckling]

[Angie] Hey.

[Shade] Hey...

wanna get outta here?

You said being a P.I.
is something you used to do.

I think it's something
you still do.

Just keep it out of my office.

[♪]

Hey, you soak it, you buy it.

[♪]

Well, we said one lead,

ended up helping your friend

and solving a m*rder
for a grieving family.

Cheers to us.

Can we get back
to our regular lives now?

Admit it,
you were back in the game,

and it felt good
to help people.

It was somewhat satisfying,

but that is
very different from--

I don't wanna stab you to death

at your surprise party.

Glad we're on the same page.

Siobhan missed her moment.

I don't want to miss mine.

Ben never got his second act,

and I want us to have ours.

I love being a mom, Shade,

but helping Priya, well...

it gave me back something.

I know it did.

I told you...

homicide isn't a push present.

I already said yes.

For the record,
you said "hell, yes."

You got us a business license?

It can't be like it was.

We work from home now.

We set up our agency
right here--

[♪]

Do you have any idea
how hot you looked

driving that boat?

You look hot doing anything.

[♪]

- We really doing this?
- Oh, yeah.

No, being P.I.s again.

[Shade] Yeah, yeah, that too.

♪ Private eyes
they're watching you ♪

♪ They see
your every move, baby ♪

♪ Private eyes
they're watching you ♪

♪ Private eyes

♪ They're watching you
watching you ♪

♪ Watching you, watching you

[♪]