Death and Other Details

Previously, on Death and Other Details...

He followed us in Malta.

Viktor Sams was tracking us and you knew the whole time.

- I wouldn't have let him hurt you. - Where is he now?

If I knew, I would tell you.

- I fucked Eleanor. - Does Leila know?

No. No, of course not. I can't tell her. Do I have to tell her?

It doesn't even fucking matter.

I don't think she wants to be my wife anymore.

I want a divorce.

It's been so hard since we lost his mother.

And since you began your affair.

- What do you want? - Information.

You would blackmail a priest?

Jiangsu, Anna.

Your factory there was using a banned chemical.

I really can't with this right now.

How long have you been paying blackmail to Viktor Sams?

I rebuilt the entire goddamn factory and it bankrupted us.

You're criminals.

We gave you everything, you ungrateful cunt.

He has blackmail materials on everyone.

Jesus Christ.

Dad, the WiFi died.

My mom was a whistleblower.

She was gonna take down the Collier family.

And you were her witness.

I know you want answers, reader,

but we have to go back again.

Grandmother?

Danielle's been trying to reach you.

Legal's close to having the signature pages for the Collier Mills deal.

I think I heard them popping champagne.

I've been thinking.

Anna Collier is still the right person to take over as CEO.

She's not her father.

Her plan is solid. She can run this business.

When we are finished with them, there will be nothing left for her to run.

What do you mean?

Back again.

For the moment we lost power.

For the moment Viktor Sams took control of the entire vessel.

Come on. Nobody knows the ship like I do.

Cut me loose.

This one... aged in Burgundy.

What I'd give to be there now.

I can help figure out why the backup generators haven't kicked in.

No.

Why?

On the one hand, you work for Viktor Sams.

Viktor Sams is a ruthless killer.

And the other?

I just don't like you.

She told me what you did 18 years ago.

How you abandoned her.

Won't happen again.

Yeah, it better not.

It is not easy to threaten a man

while tied to a chair.

Anna copped to it.

Collier Mills poisoned their workers and they knew.

It's all of a piece. Must be.

You have a theory, reader? As to the identity of Viktor Sams?

Here is a hint. He was already there, hiding among us.

Just fix it.

- I've been looking all over for you. - I know the generators are down.

Not that. A guest left this.

I want you to know that what happened

has nothing to do with you.

Kira deserved so much better. - Excuse me.

- I really loved her. - Excuse me. Excuse me, sir.

No!

No!

Get down there!

"I want you to know that what happened has nothing to do with you.

I wish we'd had more time together, mistress."

No!

I didn't mean to drink it all.

I should've saved you some.

But they took the cork, and

how often does someone send you a '98?

We should do this another night.

Don't go.

You're the only one on this floating Petri dish I can talk to.

That feels nice.

You're stressed about the murder.

It's not a great look for the company, but it's nothing I can't handle.

You clean up their messes?

Yeah.

You know what it's like. At first, it's fan-fuckin'-tastic.

Buncha people spinning around like the world just came unglued,

and they're all lookin' at you like you're the only person

that can stick it back together again.

It's addictive, the adrenaline.

Power.

Access.

And then you blink and you're... 60.

And they all have families, and big, messy, beautiful lives,

and, and you're the guy who has... a file full of someone else's secrets

no one wants to sit with at a party.

I'm not a shrink... but it seems like you're battling depressive tendencies.

And I cannot encourage self-harm.

Self-harm?

Clearly, there's been a misunderstanding.

I have zero interest in checking out of this game early.

I'm a cockroach.

I'll do whatever the fuck it takes to keep on ticking.

Trust me, I've done it.

Miss Goh?

Is he dead?

From this height?

I didn't see the signs.

We--

I know you did.

Me too.

It was my night off.

Did you-- Did he ever give you the sense that he was hurting?

I thought he was having a good time.

I suppose... it was something else.

Backup will be here within the hour.

We need to keep people calm. I assume you have emergency protocols.

We do.

Good.

Consider this an emergency.

Hi. Hello, Miss Goh. When should we expect the power back on?

- We're working on it. - That's not good enough.

I'm sorry, but we were told before we booked this vessel

there were three redundant levels of backup power.

I was in the middle of an important phone call and--

An important call? Were you now?

A man you've known all your life just flung himself into the sea.

Show some respect. Your call can wait. - Hold on.

Who's dead?

Imogene.

Llewellyn, he's-- - Yeah, I was there when it happened.

I'm so sorry.

That's funny. That's what he said, too.

If you know something, if you know anything... about Jaingsu,

about Viktor Sams, or about what your family has been up to,

now is very much the fucking time.

You know everything I know.

Okay.

Well, I'm gonna go search his room. - For what?

I mean, he, he jumped, right?

He was a weird, sad, gross man, and he was overwhelmed and he--

He did jump, yes?

Well, no one pushed him if that's what you mean.

Then what are you looking for in there?

You know everything I know.

He knew something.

About my mom, about Viktor Sams.

You saw his eyes when you said that name.

He didn't even flinch. He just-- There's nothing here.

Whatever secrets Llewellyn knew, he took with him.

No!

No. Rufus, think.

You must've interviewed Llewellyn back then.

Walk me through everything.

Okay? Every detail, every part of the investigation.

Llewellyn is dead.

Anna, you don't always have to jump down his throat

about everything. - N-No. I mean literally.

He's deceased.

Suicide.

He's dead.

Our legal counsel is dead.

Llewellyn was always weak.

Dad, Jesus Christ.

What?

You've been trying to get me to cut him loose for a decade.

The only reason we kept him this long was insurance.

He did us all a favor.

You know your father didn't mean that.

If you're watching this,

the power's back on and your boy's okay.

Or they found my phone and I didn't make it.

Either way, those of you who thought Lawrence Collier was super sus,

I'm beginnin' to think you're right.

Pray for me, y'all.

Whoa. - Your followers,

who else do they suspect?

Leila.

Eleanor.

- Where is she? - Go home.

Fuck.

Tripp... where is Anna?

I don't know.

She was here, but--

Why is it so fuckin' dark?

Because we are not in control.

Yeah. Who is, Leila?

Did you know?

About Anna and Eleanor?

- Shit. - You did. You knew.

I told her not to tell you.

Maybe you should've told her not to fuck Eleanor.

Who cares?

Seriously, Leila, who fuckin' cares?

You love her, she loves you. In the grand scheme--

Yeah, she fucked up.