Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery

No, subject to their approval... Ah, hold on.

- Hey. Oh, shit, sorry. Let me, uh... - Uh, sign here.

Can you grab the thing? Oh my God, it's heavy.

- Have a good one. - Thank you.

What's this?

I don't know. I've got the CNN thing in like... now.

Amy, come on. Look alive. Hold this, please.

On in ten. He's leading you in now.

Okay.

It's from Miles!

And with me now is Connecticut governor, Claire Debella,

whose Senate campaign is picking up steam

as she has positioned herself as a very different kind of candidate.

Governor, thanks for joining us.

Working from home like the rest of us, I can see.

Yes. Welcome to our office, campaign center, and kindergarten.

We are losing our minds.

Your campaign is backed by billionaire philanthropist, Miles Bron,

founder of the ubiquitous tech giant, Alpha, which now has dozens of companies

from Alpha Cosmos to Alpha Car, Alpha Shop...

I know, I know, I know. But what can I do?

- You can tell him no. - How about no!

Lionel, you're a scientist, not a publicist.

Exactly.

You can't keep making excuses

for every one of Miles Bron's insane whims.

Genius always looks like insanity at first, though, right?

Isn't that how he became Miles Bron? You guys have no idea.

The man faxes me in the middle of the night.

He loves his faxes.

He sends me his ideas that I'm supposed to ...

You know what, you tell me. Genius or insanity?

"Uber for biospheres."

I don't know. Okay. Maybe?

"AI in dogs equals discourse."

Okay? I mean, all night long, they just keep ...

But then...

Remember "child equals NFT"?

We all laughed,

but then the Crypto Kids app paid for this building.

- Delivery. - I mean, how do you argue with that?

- I wiped it down. - Yeah, we know.

Never bet against Bron, we know it.

But he's asking us to put a volatile substance on a manned flight.

He won't listen. He just says, "Make it work."

And what if it works?

This is science, not a religion.

Remember that, Lionel.

Because if your name is on this, and it fails,

it will sink you forever.

I'm a hard line on climate change.

If that scares you, go stick your head back in the sand.

My constituents trust I'm gonna fight...

I'm so bored.

Peg?

Peg?

Here! Here.

Hey, please stop fire-spinning inside.

Peg, please, I'm so bored.

No. No phones.

Why can't she have her phone?

'Cause she's mean.

No. Because she's afraid that I will tweet

an ethnic slur.

Again.

Yes. And you agreed no phone for the rest of the media cycle.

I didn't even know that that word referred to Jewish people.

I thought it was a generic term for cheap.

"Jewy"?

Everything is so woke these days, it's out of control.

Yes.

Love you. Yes.

And I say it like I see it, no filter.

If people can't handle it, that's their problem. What's this?

Don't know. Some guy just dropped it off.

All right, genius, what is this thing?

- Well ... - It's a Miles invitation.

Well, duh! But I mean, what is it?

- It's just like a block of wood. - There's gotta be a way to open it.

It's solid. There's no latches or even visible seams.

The wood-grain pattern's weird though. It's like it's familiar.

Hmm. Oh, wait. Hold on. It's Birdie.

Okay, how do you open this thing?

- Hi, Birdie. Lionel's on two. Hi, Peg! - Hi!

Oh no. Peg's putting out a fire. She'll be back.

Another fire? Bird. What'd you say this time?

- No. - You've got to stay off the Twitter.

It's nothing like that. It's fine. Now, is this a Miles thing?

Have you figured out how to open it, Lionel?

Lionel, use your science brain.

I'm working on it. Bird, should you really be having a party?

No, they're all in my pod. It's fine. Has anyone heard from Duke?

- No. - No.

So this has gotten some attention recently,

so obviously I would like to speak to this,

and the answer is no, Jimmy Kimmel,

I do not hate boobs.

Boobs give us many useful things. Boobs give us milk, cheese.

Breasts nourish our young until the age where we can go out and hunt for them.

Let's be honest. Boobs are fun.

There's nothing wrong with that, right, babe?

I love my boobs. They're so much fun.

- Oops! Sorry, feminists! - Sorry, feminists.

So when we're talking about the breast-ification of America...

I mean, what that means is a breakdown in the natural order.

Evolutionary truths that go back billions of years.

So when you're asking a young man in America

to slow down so a woman can catch up...

Duke!

For centuries, the Western workplace has been dominated by men 'cause...

- Dukey! - ...that's what nature made us to do.

Dukey! I've been calling you. You gotta answer me when I call!

Mom! Will you shut it? We've been over this a million times.

I told you. When me and Whiskey are live, you gotta let us...

You tell your mother to shut up?

- Sorry. It's just when we're live... - What?

- When we're... - What?

Jeez, Mom. I'm sorry.

You got a delivery. It's in the kitchen.

Maybe it's sensitive to heat.

Wait. It's Duke. Hold on.

- Duke! - Hey, what is this thing?

- My mom already broke it. - It's a stereogram.

She did something to it. It opened up. I don't know. She broke it.

A stereogram!

A what-a-gram?

Wait, a stereogram! Were those the things...

Magic eye things? I could never do those.

Ma! What did I tell you about touching my stuff?

Do you group them by color maybe or...

Size? Weight? Should I weigh them?

Eight by eight. It's a chessboard. This is a chess endgame.

So it's... It's set up for a mate in one. Should I...

Do it, Kasparov.

That's tic-tac-toe! I know this!

- But it's solved already, so it can't be. - It's tic-tac-toe.

But thank you for contributing, Birdie. Yes.

Wait, wait. The tapper thing is for Morse code.

The X's and O's are dots and dashes.

Dit's and Da's!

- So that's... Yep. - Oh, wow.

O-U-R. Here.

It's tic-tac-toe.

Is something supposed to happen?

"N." Maybe it stands for something,

maybe in one of the other puzzles?

It's a compass.

- Ma! - It's a compass!

Okay, north, south...

Okay, N is for north, so turn it due north.

- It's music. Guys, it's music! - Shh!

- Are you mocking me? - Yes.

Okay, ha-ha, I'm gonna Shazam it.

What is that?

Alexa, Shazam this song please. Alexa, Shazam this song please.

Hey, this is Bach's Little Fugue in G Minor.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Uh, I'm Shazam-ing it. Alexa, Shazam this song please.

So a fugue is a beautiful musical puzzle based on just one tune.

And when you layer this tune on top of itself,

it starts to change and turns into a beautiful new structure.

This can't Shazam. It's a lamp.

- I love you, Birdie. - I love you too, Claire.

Wait. "La-la-layered back over itself." Hold on.

See this center wheel? Lift it up.

A whole new tune.

Freaking Miles, man. Genius.

That first one's a Fibonacci sequence.

Ma!

No, get your hand off of that.

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Forty-seven for sure?

That's the atomic number for silver.

- Are you... Are you sure that's silver? - That's silver.

So this is it.

All together now. One, two, three.

Look at that.

"My dear friends, my beautiful disruptors, my closest inner circle..."

"...we could use a moment of normalcy. And so you are cordially invited..."

"...for a long weekend on my private island..."

"...where we will celebrate the bonds that connect us,

and I hope your puzzle-solving skills are whetted."

"Because you will also be competing to solve the mystery..."

Whoo!

"...of my murder."

"Travel details to come. Please forward any dietary restrictions."

"Love and all my kisses, Miles."

Ma! Where's my speargun? I gotta pack. Babe, get packing!

What's that?

I don't know.

Whoo!

Wait... Hold on.

What just happened?

Blanc. I saw you go in the engine room.

You're the Imposter. We all know it.

Case closed. We're done.

I don't understand this at all.

So Angie caught me, and now the game's just over?

Sorry, Blanc, you're thrown out of the airlock.

It's a no-brainer.