Pushing Daisies - Season 02 Episode 12 "Water and Power"
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Young Emerson Cod is 11 years,
2 months, 8 days and 3 hours old.
He is in big trouble.
For this was his sixth visit in ten days to the principal's office.
The previous Tuesday had seen young Emerson punch future frat boy
and current lunch money extorter, Guy Baxter.
Wednesday saw the return of young Emerson to the big couch
for the crime of inappropriate intentional double entendre
during the science fair.
He returned the following Monday after a second encounter with Baxter.
Young Emerson assured everyone that he would leave Guy alone now,
as the bully had no more eyes.
Specialists were summoned,
tests given, therapies administered.
A boy of above-average intelligence
who previously had nothing but respect for rules and regulation,
young Emerson's mischief remained an utter mystery.
Because what troubled him
was not parental alienation or sublimated anger.
It was a heart.
He was in love with Principal Eleanor Swindle.
That year, young Emerson learned his most important lesson,
love makes you stupid.
Randy Mann, what brings you in out of the cold?
I think we're in for a mid-winter thaw.
Normally, in the mornings, I can see my breath from under the sheets,
which is kind of daunting because I sleep in the nude.
But as long as I cocoon myself in my comforter and...
Can I help you with that?
I'll be okay if there's a satisfying and unexpected point to this story.
I couldn't see my breath this morning.
And I'm looking for Olive.
- Now we're talking. Olive? - Yeah?
You have a gentleman caller coming out of the thaw.
What he did what what?
Randy, hi.
- I need to... - Go!
- Randy's back. - To see Olive in an awkward
"I was nowhere near your neighborhood but I thought I'd stop by" kinda way.
Look, it's so sweet.
Yeah, I'm happy.
She's been through a tough patch I've made tougher,
and by that, I mean definitely did. I want this to work out with Randy.
What better place to nurture romance than the Pie Hole?
Warmth, pie, snuggly booths.
All the right ingredients.
Love doesn't need the right ingredients, it's heartier than that.
- What? - You said love was heartier.
Well, it is heartier. I mean, we're like those...
blind fish that live in volcanoes at the bottom of the ocean.
Only we're two fish that can't even touch.
Cause normally fish are all over each other.
Our love has grown and survived in spite of everything we've been through.
We've been through a lot.
Here is to us for successfully navigating
some extremely rough and very complicated seas.
And here's to Randy and Olive.
May they have smooth sailing ahead.
Cheers.
- What are we toasting to? - You and...
Why is... Randy leaving?
Just decided to call it quits. Too much, too soon.
Actually, it was just me. Singular.
So, more accurately, I would say it was me who decided to call it quits.
I'll be in the kitchen rationalizing my panic attack.
Man overboard.
Randy, you know when people are nervous sometimes,
it's really easy to misunderstand what they mean.
Yeah, I mean, everything was going fine and then,
suddenly she said "goodbye", and "Thanks for coming".
Then she shook my hand, which was weird.
It's been hard for Olive. She's been through a sticky swamp of emotions.
She just... She doesn't wanna get stuck again.
Well, I know all about her getting stuck on Ned,
- but she said she was over it. - It's scary starting something new.
It's about exposing your heart to...
a stranger and putting your faith in the idea of someone
before you even have a chance to get to know the truth about who they are.
You know what it's like? It's like driving a car blindfolded.
You just have to relax.
Relax.
Relax?
Maybe bull fighting is the wrong comparison,
but it's hard making these things work.
You're telling me these things are hard to make work?
I know that because you taught me.
Maybe that's why Randy's scary to you.
Because you're not used to something being easy and maybe really great.
Oh, my God,
I'm that girl.
I'm that girl in high school who's afraid of real relationships
so she's always attracted to guys in college,
or Canada.
Or you.
I just want you to be happy, Olive.
So what you're saying is I shouldn't run away from Randy?
That Randy might be just what I need right now.
Yes.
A quick fling to heal the scars and rub ointment on the burns from us
and then rip off and toss away like a used square of gauze.
Not yes.
- He's Randy Rebound. - No, he's not.
As the pie maker began to doubt his plan to reunite the would be lovers,
a mile to the west, another reunion was taking place.
Simone Hundin, breeder of well-heeled dogs...
Stay.
Recently returned from the Merryweather Multi City Canine Cavalcade
with her dog, Bubblegum.
Without constant reinforcement, even the best training gets forgotten.
You take off like that again
and I may just forget we got something going on.
No such luck.
You should know neither Bubblegum nor I are prone to bolting.
That's good.
That's very good.
- Sounds like there's a story. - There was a story.
Emerson had once fallen for a woman who had bolted
and taken their baby daughter to boot.
Does it have to do with this book?
Emerson had written a pop-up book about his missing daughter,
in hopes that one day he would get it published
and she would read it and come find him.
It's nothing.
I realize what we have is in the paper trailing phase,
but we did agree to be honest.
- I am being honest... - I like you.
I'm intensely optimistic about our prospects
but you need to know that, like any animal in a new situation,
the thing I hate most is being surprised.
Forgive me but your door was ajar.
Just being ajar doesn't change the fact
it was a door before it was ajar,
which would indicate to most people to a-knock before a-entering.
How are you, Emerson?
Simone, this is Miss Amelia Stingwell,
sister of Roland Rollie Stingwell, owner of Papen County Dam.
I'd tell you more about it except for, due to various reasons,
we haven't spoken in nine years.
Those various reasons are dead now.
Rollie was killed last night.
I'm sorry about your loss.
He'd pop a vein if he knew I were here asking you to solve his murder but...
you've always been the best in town.
Whoever killed Rollie must have also taken the dam ruby.
- It's gone. - The damn ruby?
The D-A-M drop-the-N ruby,
as in a very valuable precious stone dug up when they built the dam.
He always had it with him, never took it off.
You find that ruby...
and you'll find Rollie's killer.
After everything that happened all those years ago, Emerson,
I'd say it was the least that you could do.
Good day.
What happened between you and Rollie?
Nothin'.
The facts were these.
Roland Rollie Stingwell, millionaire builder of the Papen County Dam,
sole director of the Papen County Water and Power Department,
was last seen getting ready to leave after a busy day at the office.
His assistant said nothing seemed unusual as she said...
Good night.
And headed out early for a dinner engagement.
What engagements engaged Rollie Stingwell in the following hours
were not known until the next morning
when his body was discovered in a dry river bed
one half mile from the dam.
Thanks for coming down.
The poor man and his poor head!
Think of him like an owl.
That was funny. He said "Hoo" like an owl.
And how's it going, Rollie?
Of all people, I did not expect to see you here, Emerson Cod.
- You know each other? - We're affiliates,
affiliated with a common third party.
There was nothing common about her and you know it.
He stole away the love of my life,
and the dopey thing about it is I paid him to do it.
- I trusted you, Cod. - Hey, you got your money back.
And it ain't stealing if the thing you're stealing wants to be stolen.
I have questions, which I will wait to ask.
Strange.
I spent my life being angry about this,
but now,
here in...
A limbo with non-denominational way station.
The anger has gone...
and I can see I spent my life
living in a haze of a broken heart.
I don't mean to step on toes but shouldn't someone ask who did it?
I have tamed nature,
I have stopped rivers from flowing.
But there is one thing I could never do and that was make that woman love me.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, Stingwell,
neither could I.
It does make me feel better.
- Who killed you, Stingwell? - You really wanna know?
It was Lila Robinson herself.
I assume she came back to steal the ruby.
Man, I wish you'd have said anyone else.
Thank you for your time.
Who the heck is Lila Robinson?
She's the baby momma that took my daughter.
How can you not tell me that you had a daughter?
We have buried bodies together.
I mean, you have a daughter, a daughter.
Have you known all this time and didn't tell me?
You know you ain't foolin' nobody, right?
I know that every secret I tell you spends about 20 seconds being a secret
before it spills out of your mouth and into dead girl's ears.
- Now, that is not true. - It is.
It's true. But I still can't believe you didn't tell me.
What about Simone? Does she know?
I'll take that as a no.
As much as I'd love to sit ruminating about my pain for past over a pie,
can we please find something else to chatter about?
Emerson shouldn't feel any pressure to divulge the details of his past.
It's not like we've ever shared big secrets with him.
It's complicated.
What is so complicated about finding your baby-stealing baby momma
and getting your daughter back?
If Lila killed Roland Stingwell and stole that dam ruby,
we've just been hired to track her down and find your daughter.
Chuck's right. We should trace Mr Stingwell's last steps.
Maybe Lila left a trail behind.
I've spent the last seven years tracking down her and my kid.
Lila is a wily genius, a man-eating, shape-shifting grifter
who knows how to get in and get out and vanish like heat off a blacktop.
At least we could try.
We need to try.
Maybe I could give it one more shot.
I don't know your daughter's name.
Penny.
My daughter's name is Penny.
The facts were these.
9 years, 2 months, 14 days and 9 minutes earlier,
Rollie Stingwell hired the PI to tail his fiancée,
Miss Emily von Alistair,
who Rollie suspected was having an affair.
The affair, however, was with a dead man,
one Henry David Thuroe.
And her furtive trips away seemed to show only her desire
for a moment of solitude and ornithology
to avoid the hubbub of wedding planning.
But hiding from a bird watcher in a Lincoln Continental is not easy.
And so...
Emily von Alistair began sharing her daily solitude,
as well as her sandwich and thermos of tomato soup.
While unconventional,
Emerson reasoned he was still
very much keeping an eye on Emily.
With each passing thermos,
the private investigator grew more blind to the fact
that he was fast approaching the thin line
between stakeout and make out.
Emerson hesitated, knowing it was wrong,
but Emily had a solution, and that was to tell the truth.
There's something I need to tell you that I should probably keep to myself.
Emerson Cod would discover that Emily was Lila Robinson,
a grifter come to town to steal Stingwell's dam ruby.
She did not love the millionaire at all.
22 days later, the PI returned the money Stingwell had paid him.
What he could not return was his client's fiancée,
or the new life growing inside her.
Furious, Stingwell swore if the grifter ever grifted again,
he'd made sure she got put away for good.
Lila promised to keep on the straight and narrow
while Stingwell went on to build
Papen County Water and Power into a juggernaut.
If we're gonna find Lila, we need to retrace Stingwell's steps,
figure out how he ended up half a mile away from here.
Welcome to the Papen County Dam, source of Papen County's water and power.
My name is Taylor Philbean,
and should you choose to take a tour of this landmark and working utility,
I'll be your dam guide.
When there's a bigger group, this is where I wait for the laugh to die down.
Actually, we're invited guests of the Stingwell family,
here on account of Roland Stingwell's untimely death.
Damn sad is what it is.
If you wait here, I'll get you passes and take you up to his private office.
You said Lila chose to leave behind her life of crime.
What happened?
People's nature is like a river. You can only keep it dammed up for so long.
One day, Lila packed up bags
and broke back into Stingwell's house looking for the dam ruby.
When she couldn't find that, she stole 50 grand in cash.
Knowing Stingwell'd track her down to the ends of the earth,
she took Penny and they just disappeared.
If you'll follow me.
But you knew who Lila was. Did you really not see it coming?
I guess I was just blinded.
Say cheese!
Does this camera take pictures of every visitor?
Yes, for security reasons.
Should you be planning to blow up the dam and flood the valley,
one copy is kept on file and another is available
for purchase as a keepsake in our gift shop on the way out.
This way.
Have you seen this woman before?
Name's Lila Robinson. That picture was taken as she was entering the building
the same day your boss was killed.
I remember the woman.
She did have a private meeting with Mr Stingwell,
but I believe she said her name was Mary Beth Acres.
The police have already been here asking questions.
- They ask you about Mary Beth? - No.
They were asking about the multi-million dollar contracts
that Mr Stingwell was negotiating
to replace all the old pipes that bring water into the city.
Yeah, I'd say the police are on the wrong track.
I agree.
I tried to tell them my theory
but they weren't interested.
I'm interested.
I caught a local factory
dumping toxic chemicals into the dam reservoir.
And you blew the whistle? You go, girl.
It's my duty as a citizen to watch the reservoir.
You know, one drop of certain mind altering drugs
and we'll be zombies under the control of those secret signals on FM radio.
Oh, brother.
It's a public health issue.
Yeah, yeah. What's this door?
Well, that's Mr Stingwell's private exit.
It leads back through the inside of the dam to a private stairwell.
Do you care that I have important information?
Oh, we do. We wanna hear all about your theory.
Come on, woman, give me something.
Who are you talking to, Cod?
Detective Puget.
Been a while.
Figured the Stingwells would hire a private peep around this one.
They never did like a cop they couldn't buy.
You know, being cocky in a cheap suit is less effective than you think, Puget.
What about Papen County's finest? They got any leads?
Who didn't wanna knock off Stingwell?
He got valuable re-piping contracts up for grabs,
he got 100 angry farmers who had to cough up bill for water
because he dammed up their river.
Not to mention that ruby
that he flaunted like a trophy wife at a high school reunion.
Well, maybe I got a lead for you.
Maybe the only lead you need to follow.
Name's Lila Robinson.
Last known address was local but she's been on the fly for a while.
Never known you to share, Cod.
What's your angle?
Maybe I wouldn't mind help bringing down the hammer of justice on who did this.
Doesn't matter to me if the hammer's public or private. You catch my drift?
I do not.
Catch the bitch.
And use everything you got and move quickly,
cause I guaran-damn-tee you, she's moving fast
and the trail's getting cold.
- How did you get in? - There's something I have to tell you.
There's something I gotta tell you too, and I really hate to tell you now
because now it looks like I'm just telling you cause I have to,
not cause I want to. That book on my desk...
Emerson, may I go first?
- Sure. - I'm sorry.
What are you sorry about?
Long time, no see, honey.
Lila.
- Lila. - Lila?
She told me her name was Priscilla Saltpeter.
Said she'd shoot me if I let on she was here.
She's told a lot of people a lot of things.
You here to see a dead man about a ruby?
I'm in town to see you.
You really should lock your office door. No telling what riffraff will blow in.
Where's Penny?
Penny is somewhere you can't find her. But I'll make you a deal.
I didn't kill Stingwell or steal his dam ruby.
As soon as the cops find out I was there when he was killed,
they'll be all over me like weevils on rice.
Maybe they know already.
Then your job just got significantly harder.
Find the real killer,
put me in the clear and I'll let you see Penny.
Hang a red lantern in your office window and I'll arrange for a reunion.
But the moment I get a whiff that the cops are closing in on me,
you won't see me or your Penny again.
Who's Penny?
Penny's the price I paid for thinking with my heart and not my head.
Penny's my daughter.
That's what I was just about to tell you.
Surprise.
- I'll give you 48 hours. - She's lying.
It's in her eyes.
She's lied so damn much in her life,
eyes look like that permanently.
What's to stop me from taking that toy gun of yours
and pushing your delicate frame through my wall?
Xylazine.
Come again?
- Wait. It was what? - It was horse tranquillizer.
When we woke up, Emerson made sure I was okay and then left.
He was gonna start with all the farmers and find out who the real killer was.
But we know who the killer is, the dead man told us so.
In so far as a dead man can tell anything
by way of some very strong leads acquired in a straightforward way.
If Lila has Penny, then she holds all the cards.
We don't even know for sure if Lila has his daughter.
She could be lying about that, too.
She's playing him,
dominating his will until he's no longer listening to his instincts.
You don't dominate Emerson.
You really think he's interviewing suspects he knows innocent,
following leads he knows lead nowhere?
He wouldn't do that.
That's not who he is.
But what if who he is isn't who he is right now?
Instead of analyzing him, we should be there helping him.
Doesn't matter how crazy it seems.
Forgive me, but if helping Emerson means we blind ourselves to truth,
then I won't be part of it.
When someone backs you into a corner, you don't get obedient, you bite back.
Simone, wait.
All I ask from him is that we start out with honesty and no surprises.
I would say this qualifies as a surprise.
- Thank you for coming back, Randy. - Sure.
First, I wanna say I'm sorry if it feels like
I'm sending you mixed signals by asking you to come back.
I guess I was a little surprised.
Well, signals are like nuts, mixed is better.
No one's all the same kind, right?
And what's important is that we have a fresh start.
Right...
Can I ask you a question?
You're not just planning on using me to get over Ned, are you?
Sometimes things are so absurd that I can't even hear them.
Like, you just blew a dog whistle full of crazy and I'm not a dog.
Well, I get that.
If you're not ready, I get that.
But, you know, I've been through this before...
And I don't wanna be your rebound guy.
Wait, there it is again.
Nothing.
Is this a bad time to talk?
I just wanted to say I think Randy's gonna do the trick.
You know, wiping the emotional slate clean.
- He's picking me up tonight after work. - That's great, Olive.
See, soon I'll be the one lost in some distracted thought,
not caring while you prattle on about your relationship problems.
I'm sorry, I do care and I am distracty.
I have a question.
Can love make you do something absolutely crazy?
I went...
to a nunnery.
- Have a great time tonight. - Yeah.
You're right. If Emerson's desperate enough not to see the truth,
- he's desperate enough to do anything. - He needs us.
Let's go.
It was the end of a long day,
and Emerson, Chuck and the Pie Maker
had interviewed 28 disgruntled farmers,
concluding that none were guilty of the murder of Roland Stingwell.
But as Lila had told Emerson,
if he proved her innocence, he could see his daughter again.
They moved on to farmer number 29.
Mr Brunch, you had about 200 acres of river front farmland
before they build the dam, right?
My farm used to be the most prosperous in the county.
Now with what I pay to truck in water,
I can barely pay the rent, same as everybody else.
But what else would I do?
- Now, when is your birthday, precious? - December.
Funny, I would have bet on an autumn birthday.
The deep orange of orchid embers
and asiatic lilies makes your skin tone glow.
Well, actually, I have two birthdays and my second one's in the fall, so...
actually, you're right.
Your gibberish is sweet, honey. Keep the flowers.
- Oh, no, I'm telling the truth. - So am I.
If I killed Stingwell, I supposed I would have done it years ago
when my anger was fresh cut, but nothing's gonna change.
Whoever has the water has the power.
What about the contracts to re-pipe the county water supply?
Might be some bad blood there.
Stingwell would have been behind the plan
but the mayor would have been in charge of bidding out construction.
There's no motive. We got nothin'.
What about the big business polluter angle?
Don't humour me.
If you didn't think we were out of leads
and I wasn't high on Lila berry juice,
then what would you call the big business polluter angle?
I may call it that crazy conspiracy theory by Stingwell's crazy assistant.
Or the last ditch crackpot angle. But it's something.
It's all we've got left.
And we're running out of time.
We appreciate you coming out to talk to us on short notice.
We're investigating the death of Roland Stingwell.
His assistant said there was a heated legal dispute between Mr. Stingwell
and your clients, the Fits And Giggles Novelty company.
And we know that Mr. Stingwell was about to make public that
one of your clients' factories was illegally disposing
dangerous chemicals into the Papen County Dam reservoir.
These are baseless allegations.
Our client did not, nor would ever, dispose chemicals in a reservoir.
This is a categorical denial.
- Maybe once. - And one time only.
Once we may have inadvertently allowed
a small amount
of chemicals into the reservoir, but it was a long time ago.
- It was Tuesday. - Very, very early Tuesday.
- Nearly Monday. - What kind of lawyers are you?
We are Mennonites,
which would not normally be a liability were it not for our
own commitment not to lie.
But to be clear, in regards to the chemicals
- that were or weren't... - Were.
Dumped at an indeterminate time.
- Last Tuesday. - 2:00 am-ish.
- 2:39 in the morning. - There was a spill.
And that's the truth.
Plastics division had an overflow
but it was only the chemicals we use to make things glow in the dark,
which are near identical to pure drinking water.
Pure drinking water with chemicals in it.
We will pay the fine to the appropriate authorities.
They're polluters but they're no killers.
- Every road's a dead end. - Except one road
but we can't go down that road.
No, we can't.
The police are gonna go down that road.
Let's say they find Lila.
What's to say they don't also find Penny and put an end to this?
Yeah, and what if you're wrong?
Penny's the only leverage Lila has.
What if Lila has it already set up
that the minute she sees those flashing red and blue lights on the wall.
She's on the phone to some accomplice who puts Penny on a bus to Mexico?
Yeah, maybe my love for my daughter has made me stupid,
but Lila doesn't seem to have that problem,
so I'm gonna continue to jump through any hoop I have to...
to get face to face to my little girl!
What if Lila's lying to you?
What if she doesn't have Penny?
Well, then, I guess I'm a chump.
But at least I'm not a chump just sitting here and doing nothing.
Poor Emerson. We can't just sit here. We've got to do something.
Quick gawking at each other and let's go.
Across town, a signal was set.
As Olive came in from the cold...
Are you in here?
I heard about what's happened.
Who are you? Did you hang the lantern in the window?
Who are you?
I hung the lantern, bitch.
We need to talk.
Sit tight, sister. You're in the jam now.
I should have skedaddled when I had the chance.
Emerson always was a sucker for a tricky dame.
Your tricks work on Emerson
because he thinks you have him by the collar.
I was ready to leave him for not showing me all his cards.
Now I know the card he was stakeholding was the Lying Queen Of Empty Hearts,
I'm back to deal again.
Then deal. You've got the gun.
Penny's a bluff.
A two bit grifter like you wouldn't get saddled with a child.
My guess is you ditched her a long time ago.
Then when you ran out of money, you came back to try again
- for the ruby and rubbed Stingwell out. - Witch!
I'm sorry. Am I playing, too?
No, I'm not. Continue.
I did come back to see Stingwell,
and he thought I was there to kill him
but we talked it out and I gave him back all his money,
every dime I stole when I ran away.
So we're to believe that somehow, along the way, you suddenly grew a conscience?
I did grow a conscience,
and she's sitting in a hotel room watching television...
and eating string cheese.
She has my eyes and Emerson's big heart.
That's so sweet.
And evil, right?
The gun! Watch it!
I got it! I got the gun!
Aw, shoot!
Looking for this?
I suppose you're right,
Emerson is still a sucker for a tricky dame.
Get her!
Nice job, well played.
Thank you.
- Did you get her? - She was in a big rush.
See if you can follow them in the van. I need to find Emerson.
This is so much more fun than dinner and a movie.
- It's so exciting! - Yeah, I know.
Lila Robinson had often found herself on the run from a tricky situation.
In her rush to disappear, however,
the player failed to realize
she herself was being played by Chuck and the pie maker.
Across town, the desperate investigator returned
one last time in search of some dam evidence.
Looking for more pictures of your girlfriend, Cod?
I think I've found your angle.
Lila Robinson,
a.k.a. Emily von Alistair.
This wasn't the first time she'd tried to steal the dam ruby from Stingwell.
She's been on the run from him for years.
You got it all wrong, Puget.
What I got wrong was you.
Thought you were wild goosing me with the bogus tip
- to throw us monkey suits off. - Maybe that's exactly what I did.
Maybe I got you hook, line and sinker
wasting time chasing Lila, while I pop the real perp.
Come on, Puge.
All you've got is proof she entered the building three hours before
Stingwell disappeared.
Here she is on her way out,
a half hour after Stingwell's assistant saw our victim
for the last time. That's motive and opportunity.
How she got the body where she got it.
I'll just let the jury use their imaginations.
Thanks for the tip, Cod.
And don't worry,
if she's still within 100 miles,
we'll have her in custody by morning.
At that moment, Emerson Cod was overcome with 100% certainty
that he would never see his daughter again.
And then he was un-overcome
by an idea that had a 1% chance of being correct.
Wait a minute.
I knew you'd come back to the scene of the crime.
I'm sorry I bolted on you.
That's OK, you're here now.
Come on.
As the private eye set off to test his new theory for leaks,
the tall drink of water driving into the darkness
remained unaware of her hidden cargo.
If love does make you stupid, then we must really love Emerson.
It'll all be worth it if we find Penny.
- Ned? - Yeah.
When I said that our love was hearty...
it was just another way of saying it's hard.
More than for other people?
OK, maybe more than for other people.
If Emerson wasn't blinded by love, there would never have been a Penny
and he wouldn't have had anything to lose, which would be so much easier.
Do you want us to be easier?
I dunno.
Maybe it's the exhaust fumes.
But why do we love something if loving just makes us stupid and...
just have more to lose?
Why love something?
Because we can.
In my experience, when you're hiding in the trunk of a car,
it's best not to chat.
- How did you lose them? - Well, they were 3 blocks away.
I wasn't comfortable jumping the kerb.
They're OK, right? They have to be.
Yeah, after you disarmed that crazy-ass she wolf.
Is it insensitive of me to say this is fun?
Only if they're dead. But they're not, right? They're fine.
Yeah, OK.
Can I be honest with you?
If you could read my mind and I'm really glad you can't.
But it doesn't matter cause I'm gonna tell you anyway.
When?
Now, now.
You were right.
I did wanna use you
to squeeze the feelings I had for Ned out of my head.
But I don't think that I can do that now.
Well, I like you, Olive.
- I like spending time with you. - Oh, that's the problem.
I don't want this to make you muddle headed so you make a bad decision.
I've been through a lot, Randy.
I'm gonna be difficult.
I know it's stupid for me to...
be the rebound guy.
But I also think, with time...
you might forget you ever bounced.
At least I'm willing to take that chance.
Well, if we're careful and...
there might be a way to do it smart, we could do it without...
How was that?
That was brilliant. Brilliant.
I... I...
For the first time in...
a very, very long time, the thoughts I have for Ned just...
went right out of my head...
and are standing right outside the door.
- Clearing. - Crossing.
What happened?
Lila caught us, took our clothes and she left us at the side of the road.
We must find Emerson. Who knows what's she gonna do.
Can you bring your car round? We'll get dressed and meet you out.
Let's go!
Why are these flowers glowing in the dark.
Yeah, I knew it.
These flowers are from Michael Brunt's farm.
Delivered the same day that Stingwell was murdered.
Are they meant to do that?
Where's Brunt's flower farm?
Here.
We know Stingwell was about to approve a multi-million dollar renovation
for the water pipes from the dam reservoir to the city.
Help me with this.
Now, maybe I'm crazy...
- but if pipes need renovating... - Probably means they're leaky.
- Leaky pipes means... - Water.
Or in this case, glow-in-the-dark water
on account of a toy company dumping their chemicals.
Brunt's farm's right over the biggest, leakiest water pipe in Papen County.
Now say Brunt gets wind Stingwell's about to replace the pipes
and he's gonna lose his free water and everything else.
So he decides to deliver the flowers himself as he wants to talk to the man.
Lila said she and Stingwell had it out.
She said he thought she came to kill him for the ruby.
And now he overhears this and he has the perfect plan to solve...
all his problems and steal the dam ruby for himself.
But if Brunt did it, what about the pictures of Lila leaving the dam
just after Stingwell was murdered?
Follow me.
So, end of the day, Stingwell takes the dam ruby,
says goodbye to his assistant, leaves out of the side door.
He's walking up the pipe and he hears a noise...
so he decides to investigate.
Be careful.
All right, now...
Brunt had three whole hours to get ready for this moment.
He would have been waiting...
in order to pull off the perfect crime.
He would...
Yeah. No, this...
this it nuts, I'm fooling myself.
It's Lila.
I know it is.
She did it, she killed Stingwell. This is a crazy idea.
No, it's Lila.
No, it ain't.
Hey, I knew it was you.
Good guess. Too bad no-one will ever know.
Why did you come back?
Stingwell hid the dam ruby somewhere in here before I did him in.
One more visit as murderous fugitive, Lila Robinson, should do the trick.
See you later, suckers!
Looks like he went the wrong way.
I disagree.
Oh God!
I think I just figured out how Stingwell ended up half a mile away from here.
He didn't have you!
The facts were these.
Cornered by Brunt but thinking it was Lila,
Roland Stingwell decided his precious ruby should remain
at the Papen County dam where he'd found it.
As he considered
the power of the hydro-electric plant he had designed...
Stingwell was struck by the irony, then by the water.
After flushing Stingwell, still disguised as Lila,
Brunt would allow the photo booth to document his exit and,
after attempting to flush Emerson and Simone,
Brunt left the same way.
This time, it was Brunt who was flushed out.
Murder solved and ruby recovered,
Amelia Stingwell informed the PI that his previous sins
were now washed away.
Emerson Cod would profit from the trickle down.
The terms of the meeting in the woods were simple,
come alone, no police and no surprises.
While Emerson and Lila had complied easily with terms A and B,
there were still two surprises yet to come.
A deal is a deal, Emerson.
Penny's waiting in the car.
I guess you two can catch up.
And thank you.
No-one else could have done what you did.
No-one else would have been stupid enough to even try.
You know, this is a crazy life you got go on here, Lila.
The kid deserves some normalcy.
You'd be shocked how normal her life is.
School, homework...
braces.
She has braces?
My life may not always be on the straight and narrow,
but Penny's is.
Emerson Cod looked into the eyes that had lied
to him so many times before,
and decided they were lying to him again.
I don't just wanna see Penny for ten minutes. I'm taking her.
My turn to be her parent now.
Surprise.
You leave us be and I'll do what I can to get the cops
to drop the kidnapping charge. Otherwise...
Shoot, ain't no otherwise.
I thought you may want something like this.
Well, don't worry. I'll take good care of her.
I know.
I just don't know how I'm gonna take care of myself anymore.
I'm broke now, car's on its last legs.
Well, take mine.
- No. - Go ahead, take it.
Take it. I'll find something else.
I always could count on your big heart.
Maybe I was a fool to leave you.
People do stupid things when they're in love.
Surprise.
His car disabled and Lila getting away,
Emerson realized he'd been tricked again.
But Penny was alive.
And perhaps, judging from her wide smile, full of braces,
she was with a mother who maybe even loved her as much as he did.
One way or another,
he would find Penny.
Dear Mr Cod, congratulations.
And now, with the news that his pop-up book,
Lil'Gum Shoe, had been accepted by a publisher and was going to press,
maybe it was only a matter of time
before Penny found him.
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