Bellevue

It's not just a game for you, is it?

It's not just power and control.

It matters what I think of you.

Peter: He's playing with you.

And you're buying right into it.

Maybe it's in your best interest to make me think that.

You're gonna go to the rattlesnake everyday.

If that asshole riddler approaches you, you're gonna call me.

Or if you hear a voice

that sounds like maybe possibly that's the guy,

you're gonna call me. Do you understand?

Were you home the night he went missing?

- Yeah. - Was Jackie there?

We don't exactly sleep in one bed.

Peter: She lied because she was pissed at him,

which you should have been able to read.

Annie: Didn't there use to be an old mental hospital

called New Horizons?

Daisy: Sandy Driver.

A good cop died investigating that murder.

I know. He was my grandpa.

Annie: Did the same person who killed Jesse kill Sandy?

- Riddler: No. - Annie: But they are connected?

Riddler: Yes.

- (Light clicks on) - (Loud rasp of a marker)

I thought you were gonna sleep on stuff.

Come in. Be my sounding board.

I know it looks crazy, but it's not.

I thought the murders were connected somehow, for a while.

And then I...

thought I was all wrong but...

now I know it's real. The connection.

Like a serial killer?

No. It's not that simple. Before Maggie OD'd,

she said that Jesse was killed as retribution

for what she did to Sandy.

- Wow. - Right?

- What did she mean? - I have no idea.

Not that she killed Sandy.

She has an alibi.

But there's something. She did something.

You know Maggie better than me.

You've hung out with her.

Talk to me.

Uh...

she wouldn't hurt her son.

I know. What else?

She's smart.

Smart how?

Book smart. Ah...

high school awards smart.

Weird.

Like Tom, he had dreams.

And then the accident which was on purpose.

He and Maggie, both on paths till Sandy.

That's messed up.

Did your dad know all this when he was investigating?

I don't think so.

His memo books.

Whatever he knows about Sandy is in there.

I never wanted to look before.

Peter said I didn't wanna be in his head for his last days.

And I didn't. I, I don't.

So don't.

But what if what he knew then,

combined with what I know now...

I can find out what happened to Sandy?

It's worth it if I can figure out

what the connection is to Jesse.

Daisy: They said it wasn't big man-sized hands

that strangled her.

Jesus, Daisy. Don't say things like that.

Annie: I don't want you to think like that, okay?

Daisy: Why not? You do!

All the time.

Go to bed.

Where you going?

Good night, Annie.

I need my dad's memo books.

The last one.

- They're mine. - Peter: They're not, actually.

They're the police department's.

So is evidence.

Like that shack you burnt down.

There's nothing there for you.

You don't get to decide that.

Get them from Bev,

I'll sign off.

It's not pretty at the end.

His thoughts.

Operator: We're sorry, the number you have reached is...

Clarence: Randy Oldring found her while walking his dog.

Found her on a concrete slab.

She was posed.

Her fingernails ripped off.

The victim was a message in a body.

Randy was shattered.

What is the significance of the fingernails.

Randy: This is where I found her.

I was up early walking the dog.

And we just stumbled on her.

You noticed the fingernails?

Randy: Yeah.

I couldn't tell if they were ripped off or ah...

her neck was...

You now, just knowing someone could do that to her... I ah...

I didn't have kids because of that.

I broke it off with the girl I was gonna marry because of that.

Yeah.

Your dad ah, he called me one time. Afterwards.

You know, he just, he wanted to see how I was doing.

I thought that was...

renewed my ah...

Thanks.

Clarence: A girl disappears from a pageant rehearsal.

A large community event.

How was she not missed?

Helen: Photos from every pageant year.

Thanks.

Mother: Bethany!

Helen: Oh God.

Come check the length.

Is Bethany playing Mary?

It'll end up like that. So why fight it?

So Sandy went missing.

Dinner break.

You liked her, Sandy?

People weren't happy when I gave her the role of Mary.

She was here always on time, asking questions.

I don't mean like, you know "where am I supposed to stand?"

but you know, "what kind of a person was Mary?"

and "did she have friends?"

"Was she always beautiful or...

"did she just become beautiful later?"

She'd show up, greasy hair, dirty clothes,

but there was something. I don't know, a light,

a hope that came from being in that costume.

For a few minutes during lunchtime she was Mary

and everybody had to love her.

To look at her I don't think she experienced

a day of that in her life.

Mother: No, no. No, there's a stain on this.

Is that her? Mother?

Mother: No. This is filthy, you're not wearing it.

Mrs. Spencer, you know how I feel about grease and dirt.

Ugh.

Helen: She was never very biblical.

Clarence: Need to re-interview the pageant teens.

Nobody knows anything.

Somebody's lying.

Annie: Date of last entry March 23rd.

March 22nd...

Where's March 23rd?

There's a page cut out.

March 23rd, 911 call.

Why would he rip it out?

Female dispatcher: 911, what is your emergency?

Male caller: I don't know, but I hit a tree...

Female caller: I think it's his heart.

Male caller: Oh I'd say about...

uh, how long you been throwing up, Vern?

Young woman: (hysterical) Someone was in my room!

Female dispatcher: Okay, I'm with you.

- Are you home alone? - Young woman: Yes!

Female dispatcher: Is the intruder still in the house?

Young woman: I don't know!

Dispatcher: An officer is already on the way.

What's your name?

Young woman: Lily. Lily Mansfield.

- Did you see the intruder? - Lily: No.

- You heard him? - Lily: No.

How did you know there was someone in your house, Lily?

Lily: Fingernails!

He left fingernails!

Mother: This is unacceptable. This is the brewery,

the home of Bellevue's future, not a nightclub.

They are these migrating raves.

They pick a different building every week.

- We're dealing with it. - Well, thank God for that.

I've got investors coming through in the morning.

You see that woman over there?

Can you put her in a car and take her home.

How well do you know Mrs. Edmonds?

Luke: I just know her form the parties.

She comes every Tuesday.

- Every Tuesday? - Yeah.

Going back how long?

I don't know. Like three months, maybe.

Okay, thanks.