HINT! ep2: Hate the Player

This is the sound of words beyond number. Last time on clue. You know, for SEO purposes, maybe we should think of a different title. Alright. Let's name this. Mr. Green has opened the door to this scene. You see the study with its myriad of dead animals and now a dead host. There's a moment of silence as you all take this in. I'm going to shake a wee walk to try to look at the body. Don't. We should just call the police. Don't touch anything. I am and it haze. I'm not looking to bend down but I'm just trying to look if I see the gun on the floor. You do not see a gun on the floor. Mr. Miss White has. Right. He's been shot. I mean, do we call the police? I'm going to go do it now. Turn us around. Miss Scarlet thinks to try to stop you but does not lay a hand on you. Things better of it. I just wait. We're all this is a house that is full of booze. We're all a little tippy and and I mean, I'm going to stand up. Are all six of us in this room right now? Yes. Everyone came in. Yes. Mustard, Scarlet and Peacock have all filtered in behind you. I'm going to look up to Claudette and take one last look around. I don't see a gun anywhere. Do I see two wounds in just one? Just one. Well, I stare for a moment at my best friend's ruined head and step away and am clearly in a place of mental just noise that I can't. But I'm going to walk up right next to Claudette and go quietly to her. Even if other people are looking at me but just like you don't want to speak in a group setting and just go up and go murderers standing here within arms range of us. Oh God. You're right. Okay. Oh, Mrs. Peacock looks around. She's shaking but she taps you and she's like, what? What? What? Don't you come here. Don't go. Don't come here. Oh, I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. I'm going. Yes, I suppose that. Oh, I was in the tail. She is incoherent. Scarlet nods at you and moves over Shaken, but quickly to the library. Mr. Green mustered turns to you and says, are you all right? I mean, not all right, but here come with us. And he closes the door to the room and ushers you out. Hand on your shoulder. Are they not coming with us? All to the library? They are. They are. They're cool. As we walk to the library, I'm just looking at Fred with my eyes sort of furrowed, stepping away, and I'll look at him and say, where were you when you heard the gunshots? I was in the hall. I heard the gunshot and, you know, I had to take a moment, but ran over. Where were you? With Claudette and Arnold. I'm going to look over and just as we get into the library, I'll look out at everyone, looking at Claudette and Arnold, who I was with in the lounge from well before. And I'm thinking about like, okay, the three of us were in the lounge well before the gunshots rang out. And then I'm going to suddenly realize that I've left my briefcase in the lounge and realize that I cannot under these circumstances dart out and go get it. And another kind of panic. So I leave my mental haze into something like in the adrenaline kicks in, and I have a new form of fear. And go, Colonel Mustard, if you'd be so kind. And I'll turn to look at everyone and say, I think we would all do well to turn out our pockets. Very well. Miss Scarlett says, I'm sorry. Are you accusing us of something? Every person in this room is well aware that the staff were sent home. Now, Rutherford is dead. We heard two gunshots, and there's no gun lying within arms reach of him on the floor. That gun has been taken from the crime scene by someone who used it to murder Rutherford. And we are the only six people in this house. We can call the police. If we do, they will come in and see a mansion filled with illegal narcotics, prohibited alcohol, and I'll be frank stolen curios and goods. And all of our important reputations will be permanently soiled by a visit from the law to the establishment. A good point. So what do you suggest, Mr. Green? I think that we need to... Think of this as ourselves, says Colonel Mustard. Especially the ones who got into a fight shortly before the murder of our host. Hmm. He nods. Yes. I will turn out the pockets of my suit showing nothing. I am a woman. I don't have pockets. Do you have any handbag or... I've forgotten it in another room. But it was small and stupid. Mrs. Peacock, who is wearing a voluminous skirt. How has pockets? Oh, you make them yourself, dear. Oh, yes. She turns them out and there's a couple of candies and a tiny sewing kit and clippers, actually. Whole small clippers for the flowers, but nothing else. Ms. Scarlett Bulk, she clutches her small beaded handbag to her. Don't worry, you're not under suspicion. We all heard you playing piano in the other room. She opens it up and she does have a little flask in there. We all have a little flat and I'm going to walk across the library. There's a couple of... When did Hemingway write? Yeah, we're good. There's some Hemingway. There's a little man in the sea and she pulls it out and opens it and there's just a flask in there. All right. Okay. There's a little flask and a compact with just a powder and a lipstick. And it's a bunch of other odds and ends. It's not a very well-capped purse, clearly. But no gun. The poster has a couple of pockets in his suit. He turns them out and there is nothing in them. Professor Plum turns out a small box of pipe tobacco, his pipe, his pocket watch, and a silver spoon. And then promptly with shaky hands goes to pack a pipe. You got the closest to it. Cass, I hate to be morbid, but did it look like maybe he could have shot himself? No. Two gunshots, typically people don't miss. And if they do, they don't typically try again. If we're determined to figure this out ourselves, I did study anatomy at Howard and would be willing to do a cursory examination of the body. Mustard looks at the three of you and says, so you can all account for each other's whereabouts when the shots happened. We? Yes, we worked together in the lounge. We? Oh, yes, yes. Y'all? Auntie Jumman? I'm not even French. I'm just going to talk normal. Sorry, this is very stressful. There's a dead man in the other room. Let's examine the body and I'll try to... I have a passing knowledge of forensics and I can attempt to at least look for any signs of where this may have happened. You learned forensics at Yale? No, I've learned forensics in court. A passing. I'm not a forensic scientist, but I know enough to know a few basic elements to look for. One thing I do think we should address. We are all the suspects that come in some goings. We all move together or are people free to go about as they may. I don't think we should separate. I'll stay here. I think... Miss B. Cock should sit down. Yes. I'll go with you. Why don't we... I'll look and say, Professor, why don't you stay with Mrs. B. Cock, Fred, why don't you stay with Susie and I'll go with you to go get your handbag. Okay. All right. Plum, you are in the library. This amongst its shelves of leather tomes reaching up to the ceiling with wheel ladders on racks running the perimeter of the room. There's a couple of leather-studded armchairs, one of which Mrs. P. Cock is collapsed in. And there are little cupolas and reading nooks under tall, million windows. But the two things that are a bit of trusive to this serene atmosphere are two massive fireplaces made of handsome Brazilian rosewood. On the left side, there is a fireplace with a boss relief carving of schoolwork banner with the script that says, and the nation etched into it, and under which is depicted fantastical creatures, griffins and dragons and unicorns with a spray of flowers and clouds with a woman in a Greek-Kyton holding a tomb. And on the other side of you is a large, mantle piece that reads science, the columns underneath of which are intricately detailed with a depiction of a man evolving from a primate and Sir Isaac Newton holding an apple under a tree that turns into swirling galaxies over a nude Greek woman carrying a celestial globe, which he points to with a small staff. This is Mr. Patti's library, and you notice that the books, except for the Hemingway section, are mostly dusty and unused. Can I add to that because that's where I spent my unaccounted four times? Yes, so in the corner on a little chest table would be a folio of papers that are like reed, shut and sealed in bound contracts and proposals, and a small model of a restaurant is smashed on the ground. Next to it. You can tell that the splinters, from the splinters that this building, this model building, was art deco with all the joints and the angular sides. There are also little model figurines of people on the table that have been scattered around if you decide to look closer. I do. You see that one is a dark-haired male figure that is in front of the wreckage face down at the feet of a feminine figure in a black and white dress. Oh, claw. I don't think Mr. Plum can help himself and is going to open the folio. In it you find blueprints, contracts, a stylized art deco menu for a project clause place. That's imaginative. Professor? Yes, Mr. Peacock. I have to confess, I'm not too broken up about his death. Does that make me a bad person? No. I think death is a incredibly complicated thing and the ways in which you process it are, you're all. Well, I think this one is not quite so complex, so much as it is inconvenient for all of us stuck in this old place. I can agree with that. So, did you do it? Of course not. Did you? Oh no, no. Much too frail. Well, let's hope that the rest of those youngins can find out who did then. Oh, I hear it. Is there a little... give me some of that good-hemming wave, please. Coming right up. So, you see that mustard and scarlet move over back to the hall. She is shaken, but doesn't look too upset. Colonel Mustard has the focus of a man who has seen death before. And the two of you. Mrs. White and Mr. Green, where do you go? I am trudging, sort of vacating between a thousand yards there and then a more like panic, thousand yards here. Like, sometimes going into my mind and coming back out and then just looking straight ahead because I don't know what to look for. And I'm walking forward towards the lounge. Probably slightly like stepping out in front or like a little bit of an urgent pace. I think the moment we hit the part of the hallway where you go from like the wood and tile of the library and hit like runners and carpet, so footsteps are covered. I will grab you if you're starting to like build a little bit of a lead and just give you a hug. I don't very limp. You're okay. He's dead. He's dead. He's dead in there. He... Did he know? You know what? I look up at you and go, I... I am so sorry. How are you? Are you okay? I'm... I'm fine. I'm fine. You're... I mean, between, I didn't want to cause a panic. But turning out my pockets. I have a fountain pen, a cigar cutter, a small bill fold. And a thin, a legal note. Theoretically, it could be Mrs. Peacock. Or Mrs. Scarlett. We heard the piano playing. to rule her out. I mean, things are not looking good for Fred right now. Yeah. Uh, you heard him at dinner and Fred is a man who has taken life before. Yeah. Let's get here. But there wasn't argument. Susie was arguing with Rutherford earlier. Okay, I don't know how to account for the bad jazz coming from the piano room. And it was noticeably worse than before. That is true. But maybe she was just sad and ran out of songs that she knew kind of. I don't have to make excuses. But I do have a... Did you buy any chance? And I'm so sorry for asking. Did you see a second bullet hole anywhere? No, we need to go back in and search for that specifically. Hmm. And frankly, I would believe that a young Anjano would be more likely to miss her first shot than Fred would. Yeah. Uh, let's get your back. Oh, yeah. Um, sorry. It's probably in the kitchen. But that was also in the... Let's check kitchen, kitchen, kitchen. You heard him leave it in the lounge? Well, maybe. Let's go lounge first. Thank you, I just don't remember. It's little. It's just stupid little. Yeah, lounge, lounge. Uh, we go to the lounge. I hope you look for your bag. Is it in the lounge? No, it's not. All right. On the way out of the lounge in that case, you'll just see me look around and say like, OK, and gun and candlestick missing from Plinson here. Oh. And then I'll pick up my briefcase our way out. Oh. OK. Why would the candlestick be gone? Yeah, hold on. Uh, are there like little... No. Yes. It's just what he knew. Are there little placards? But there are little placards there still. Yeah, what's the candlestick's deal? Uh, the candlestick says, um, lists and fathers. List the composer? Oh, yeah. L-I-S-Z-T. Lists and fathers. Do you know anything about this? Lists and fathers, and there's no other text after that? Uh, that's it. Lists and fathers. Is that like lists and sons? Yeah, why would it be the other? He's still so. He was so... You know, speak ill of a dead. Cassidy, you do know that Johnny Body was a big fan of romantic and classical air-in music. Well, I know that the elder body was a fan of the composer. Okay, but again, what does a composer have to do with workers of the work? It doesn't matter. The theme, yeah, the theme sort of falls apart pretty quickly, actually. But, all right. Did I watch you grab your briefcase? I-I leave that to you. I definitely have it as we're walking out of the room. Uh, then yeah, I think I'd probably just do the like little gentle throat clearing as we're like taking off like, hmm. Briefcase. Did you... You... Left it in here. Hmm? Yeah, yes. Well, I've heard the gunshot in my ran. Okay. Cass... Is it important? Is... is what important? You're the one that has all turn out our pockets. Is what's in there important? In the briefcase? Well, no, not particularly, but would you prefer I leave it in the lounge? I'd prefer you open it. Uh, I will look at Claudette and go, I will do that for you. But I would ask you that you not make me do it right now. Okay. Um, and, uh, I will accompany you to the kitchen to get your back. Yeah. It's also not in the kitchen. Do you-do you just do any amount of searching for it? Or are you just kind of ripping the- I am ripping the kitchen apart. Okay. Uh, the echoing black and white tiles are our strewn with various spices and cuttings and you do not find your bag. I don't know where I put it, and now I'm getting I'm starting to freak out. But if I can't find the bag, is everyone going to think that it's got like a good- what if someone else found it and then they put the gun in the bag and I'm just going to get it. And she just starts freaking out. Do you-you don't remember where you put it down? I don't know. No. I came in and I thought we were just going to go to the dinner and then he was like, go to the kitchen and then I didn't want to start. Listen, listen, listen, all right, it's all right. You know why we need to find this quickly, right? Uh, uh, uh, no. Why? Why? Why? What? You don't want someone else to be able to put something in that bag. Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right, keep- listen, we never parted ways. We stayed together the whole time. You keep looking in the kitchen. I'm going to jump into the dining room because maybe it's by your chair, all right? Okay, thank you. All right. Um, I am going to run quickly and quietly into the dining room. Hold on. Do you head for like the main door out to get to the dining room? I do. Uh, then I'm going to stop you one last time and go hit the like servant door. Ooh. That's neat, thorough. Ooh. Okay. Very good. All right. Uh, and I will, uh, step out through the serving door to get into the dining room through the servant's entrance. All right. You step into the dining room and you see the remains of the dinner, the plates have still been left there since there were no staff members to clear them. Uh, you find the purse, uh, wedged underneath the table, uh, where miss, where Mrs. White would have tucked it. Uh, the moment I stepped through the door, briefcase is on the counter open. I take the signed will out and hide it on top of the China cabinet under the least used, uh, China, uh, above eyeline. Amazing. And then I will grab the purse and make my way back into the kitchen. Sweet. In the intervening time, I have grabbed a chef's knife, sharpened it, and it's on my person. Uh, under like, the luminous pants, we've got like a leg garter. I swap out the tiny flask, tuck it into a fucking cabinet, and now I've got a knife on me. All right. And I'll step back in and hand you your purse. Oh, my God. Thank you. Thank you. We never parted. Of course not. And I will walk back out to go towards the study for us to investigate the body. Open my purse. Is there gun in it? There is no gun in your purse. Okay. Is there a candle stick in there? There is no candlestick in your tiny purse. Yeah. Okay. Okay. Okay. I want to grab like a small amount of like a little pouch of very finely milled like dope Lazaro. You make pasta level flower. And I'll slip it in my stupid little bag. We're going to solve mysteries, baby. Meanwhile, uh, plum, you and Mrs. Peacock are just sitting during our you drinking? No. A plum at this point has kind of moved on from drinking. And it's just I think heavily puffing on his pipe. And you know, I really don't think that I'm the only one. I mean, I, you know, both of those young women, I, I, I'm sure I don't know specifically what's happening with them. But if I were one of the body count, I would also want to, you know, but you, you were a friend of his. Yes. I'm sorry. I should offer my condolences. No, it's, uh, they were all quite shaken up. Not that, not that young army fellow. He's, he's, uh, uh, a mind of steel that one must be nice. Well, the Colonel has seen a great many horrors in his time. It does something to a man's steel. Yes. Um, and Cassidy, uh, both of you, both of you are heading to the study. If I hear them in the hallway, I'm going to step out. Um, you can hear them in the hallway. The hallway, um, is tiled. And so if somebody is not making an attempt at stealth, then yes, you'd be able to hear them. Uh, then I'll open a door. Are you ready to study? Uh, yes, Professor. Are you going to see the body? We are. Well, I need to watch out out there, I suppose. Well, for the murder, darling, that murderer. Okay, fair enough. Well, proceed into the study and start. Uh, I'll start making like a cursory investigation of the study just from where the body is. I just want to see if there was a music was playing thunder clap, two gunshots. And then we came here and he was on the ground head wound, only one bullet. Only one bullet in in the head in the head. Uh, I'll start to look around the room for that second. And there's, is there an exit wound on the head or no? Uh, it has gone into his brain and you don't see an exit wound. Then I will begin to look for that second bullet hole. Uh, uh, and I think without touching the body, I think, uh, Professor Plum is just kind of observing the wound and trying to get a better sense of mostly distance and where the person would have had to stand in the room to make, uh, where they would have been standing based on where the, uh, bullet struck him. You would know that the gun has been fired, uh, not close to the head as in a suicide would be, but that the person was not very far away. Um, there is no gunpowder residue around the temple and you notice that it, it has entered the brain and for lack of a better word, probably scrambled it. Oh, so it's from the side. Yes, come. And I'm going to look for the first four windows. I'm looking for like, did someone standing outside and fired into the room? Uh, no. There are windows around, uh, large windows, but none, none, none of the glass is broken. None of the windows are open. Um, if you look around, you do see in one of the walls a bullet hole. Okay. Which wall? Uh, you see it in the wall opposite the door. Hmm. Uh, Professor Plum is going to come to about four to five feet from the desk, raise his arm up as if holding a weapon and go. Let's see about right here. Uh, I'll look at the angle of where the professor is standing, nod my head, get a letter opener off of Rutherford's desk and gently prod. I'll actually look over at you and say, uh, Arnold, if you be so kind, uh, would you care to light a match just around a little bit of light to work with? And I will begin to dig into the hole at the angle from where the professor was standing to try to dislodge a bullet from the wall. Who needs the police? Um, you do manage to get it. Um, scratch it a little bit in the process, um, because it is a bullet, uh, meat of silver. Hmm. Soft metal. Uh, and I'll pull it out, plop it into my hand, uh, and look at it. Is there anything that I can tell? So these were the silver bullets, meaning it was loaded, how it was loaded in the lounge when we were all looking at these very like novelty silver bullets. Yes. I'm going to, uh, look at this other bullet and go, all right, well, this, this would suggest that the missing gun in the lounge is the weapon that was used here. Um, I'm going to start to look at the carpet. Does it look like when the body hit the floor that Rutherford fell out of his chair or fell out of his chair? He did not fall out of his chair. He's slumped in the desk. Oh, he slumped in. Okay, he fell over onto the desk. Yes. Gotcha. Okay. Um, how much blood is there covering the desk? Uh, there is not. I'm going to stand with my head cocked to one side and look over it, my friend, the professor. And I go, no blood on the desk, head wound. How fast does the heart stop pumping blood after a traumatic head injury? Sadly, those classes were much too long ago to say for certain, but there should be blood there. Yeah, I'm going to look and touch my own head and be like, I remember. I first look across practice at Princeton. All right, gave me a crack across the back of the head and the thing blood like a fountain. There's nothing here. I can't be right. I'm going to look around and say, I think this body was moved. How much would I know about the anatomy of this building? I would say that you know all of the different rooms, but you know that body thought it very fun and whimsical to have all sorts of secrets about the house. And he loved keeping them and hinting at them, but showing them off for his friends. And the carpet under our feet. Red? Yes. I'm going to reach into my back then and grab that first little handful of flower. Move body, and it would be really hard, but if it's still sticky and just blow a bunch of the powder just to see if it catches on wetness in the carpet. There are a couple of drops of wetness that the white sticks to. There's not a trail, but there is an amount of directionality away from the desk. But not much, and you don't see any drag marks. Okay. Yeah. Are the sprinkles by the door everyone would know about? Or are they just somewhere else in the room? If it was like I'm living in the world where if this was a moved body in the same way that I immediately like redirected casts through servants quarters, I have like there's no universe in which I wouldn't know that servants quarters exist lots of places. The sprinkles are closer to the rhino. Okay, that's the white rhino that Mr. Body was always talking about how he bagged an Africa completely unassisted. He had waited two full nights, no sleep, and suddenly he was there. And well, I sure got my man. I'm going to head over to the rhino. Hold on. And like, is it, oh, I've never interacted with a taxidermy, dengue thing. You just see like clogged, it's really uncomfortable and starts physically interacting with this thing. You can see that the rhinoceros, his eyes, they stare at nothing. He has been taxidermied into a scowl. He looks like he's ready to charge, but you would know that he had probably been duped up before the shot actually happened. And it's just like a mounted head. It is a full small rhino on a wooden platform. It is surrounded by the birds. As I said, there were birds perched at different levels all over there were birds of all shapes and sizes. There was a recreation of the local flora of New York with a tableau of birds there. There are some exotic birds that he bagged a ketzel in South America. And there's even a bald eagle spread out in the corner. And there's a little plaque next to the birds that's a brass. Is white. Do you need assistance? Yeah, sorry. I don't know about a moved body, but a room full of weird animals might be a good place to hide a gun. Not a bad thought. Well, let's help you take a look for it. We know I'm going to look around. I want to open the door. There's no the drops. If I press my thumb into it, does it come up a certain color like blood or something else? The wet drops in the carpet. It comes up red with white speckles in it. Okay, so I'm looking, these are just a few drops, right? I'm going to look over at the professor and go, whatever happened, I don't think a gunshot killed him. Why? The number of cases I've done where people tried to move a body. It, especially with a head wound, in the amount of time. I mean, how many, it was less than an hour since we'd all seen him at dinner. It's like a, it's like a Edgar Allen Poe horror story. It's a paintbrush of gore along the floor. There'd be a thick band of blood. The only way that the blood wouldn't come gushing out is if the body had been dead for a while. The candle. There were two of the items, the gun and the candle stick. So what's it when you kill someone from hitting a doing a hit? Murder. It's always murder. In both cases, it is murder. Yeah, okay. You mean, bloodgeoning someone. Thank you. Yes. Can I take another look at the body? Yes. What are you looking for? This kind of beat that we're on. Like, is there anything outside of the wound of the gunshot that suggests like additional damage? Damage that would go beyond that of a bullet striking or has the damage of the bullet been so profound that there is nothing else to glean. So while, as you said, there was no contusion from the entry wound. There is a smadding in his hair that is inconsistent with a bullet entry wound. Look at this. Right here. Okay. Oh, this hit. This verifies, I think, the what you are thinking. I immediately like smack both of you. Okay, we didn't hear another gunshot that would have killed someone was playing very loud music. Maybe loud enough to cover hitting someone with the candle stick. Clap a thunder as well. Let's say you look at this rhino and I'm going to want to help quite investigate the rhinoceros. So you take a look at the rhino and it is just grisly business. Um, but you notice that there's a little what looks to be maybe like a poem scratched into the base and it says, uh, charmed. I'm sure it's no conspiracy. Ha ha. You murder me kiddo. I always hated his sense of humor. Charmed. I'm sure it's no conspiracy. You murder me. Ha ha. You murder me kiddo. You murder me present tense. You murder me kiddo. Um, I want to look at this. This has been scratched into the base. Uh, has this, uh, base knowing that the staff clean and here regularly. It has been you can tell that it has been polished since the scratch. Okay. So this is a folder. This was not something written in his dying death. That's right. That has been here for a minute. Uh, I'm sure it's no conspiracy. Uh, I think, I think immediately like cast is going to go into full like a word play. Yeah. Like, how this, uh, uh, you know, you know, immediately already, this asshole loves puzzles. Um, and there were many times that body would corner you with the New York Times crossword puzzle. Like, uh, what's, uh, what's a, what's a synonym for a Boolean? For a Boolean. I don't know what that means. Boolean. Uh, Boolean. Uh, fuck. I don't fucking know. What it means. What is the, uh, can you give us it again. It says, uh, charmed. it again. It says charmed I'm sure it's no conspiracy. Ha ha you murder me kiddo. I will gaze at this for a little while and running around uh it looks like it's been car- does it look like it's significant the place on the base where it's been carved? It doesn't look like it was placed thoughtfully just that it was on the base of this rhino. And I wonder to myself because it's been here for a while. Ha ha you murder me kiddo. I wonder if it's a reference to hunting the rhinoceros itself. I think I'd like cast to try to like glean if there if this matches any type of word puzzle he's seen Rutherford do before. Either like an acroostic or is it a scramble or is it every third letter or something like that? Like he's just trying to see like what are the puzzles that I knew that Rutherford was into? Uh Rutherford was very into puns. Oh yes he was not quite fast enough perhaps to take to ciphers or there were a lot of other things that you know he wasn't very good with synonyms or jumbles he liked nice straight ahead uh funny things. There's birds around here. Are there any crows in the room? Uh you do look at the local tablo of birds and there is in fact a crow there or there's two black corvids. I'll look off and go you murder me and I want to go and grab one of the crows. Uh the crow does not come off its perch but you hear a click. Why did you why did you just touch a bird? Murder me kiddo. I was thinking there might be some devious pattern or this sort of um a cross-tick word jumble something like that but no it's a pun. Uh Rutherford it needs to be able to work for Rutherford so it's gotta be it's gotta be right within arms reach uh a murder of crows the birds around the rhinoceros so oh and I go conspiracy that's another group word. Conspiracy there's a certain there's a certain bird uh which I knew about birds. And I'm going I think it's a conspiracy of ravens but those are both all but they it is a conspiracy of ravens. Yeah sorry. So it's a raven in the crows. Playing in the like a brin. I'm a little dumb dumb. Oh hold on. Charmed. The Kisnake term is there a snake? And a charm of magpie. It's god damn it. All right um I see I'll look up and and go charmed. I'm sure it's no conspiracy. Ha ha you murder me kid. So I'll look at the the different bird things here and go I think there might be that click this something mechanical but Rutherford spent a fortune on on installing doors and gateways and other things like that secret book shelves uh and I'm gonna try to to interact with the magpie raven and crow. Uh you would know some of those birds from uh your hunting trips together you uh are no stranger to the gentleman's sport of hunting um and as you grab the magpie the raven and the crow you hear click click click click and the base of the rhino with the rhinoceros slides aside and you see a set of stairs. Oh my god I look like I say we went on a hunting trip to Long Island and the brother Fred said we're gonna go hunting crows and I said what the fuck are you talking about? This is why I don't trust white men and I'm just looking straight at professor plan. Oh hunter he is we're just gonna go shoot normal birds. It's uh I mean at least be like the kings of Europe. Thank you. He had he had drank a full-size bottle of lard and I'm right before we did that. Yeah so well I'm sure he was just I'm sure it wasn't really on grounds I'm assuming you were just in other people's yards. We had pulled off the highway. Yeah that sounds not right. I was about to say hunting grounds in Long Island. Oh yeah yeah. You mean people's backyard. Oh yeah we were in the hamptons yeah we pulled over and just he said I know everybody here it's all right then let me do this and just started shooting a crows. He shot someone's parakeet through an open window in their house. You do see in the exotic birds section there is a parakeet. They found out that he was part of the body family and they let him keep the parakeet. It's a terrible story. The amount of people I've watched him offend and then they apologized is extensive. All right this is incredible. I'm gonna roll up my pants and like tuck it. Look I'm wearing optic white and we're walking towards bad stuff. I'm not getting blood on me. I'm not gonna look like I killed him. All right. It's all I'm saying. I'm gonna roll it up. Before we descend what of our compatriots. Oh we should tell them. Should we not tell them? I think for right now let's dive down these stairs. One of those three we all were together. One of those three people is the murderer. It doesn't have to be one. Oh god. I think there's nothing better than to play loud music badly to cover up a murder. That you know someone else is going to execute. Yeah. All right. I think for right now this is a discovery. Let's press our advantage and not give someone else the opportunity to cover up whatever's on the other side of this. All right so you descend down. It's only a couple of stairs before it levels out into a hallway and you move down the hallway and you get to a metal door. Are we seeing blood anywhere? There is there is not blood that you see. All right but there is a metal I shouldn't say door. There's a metal frame, a block of metal that you finally come across at the end of the passageway. Professor Blum gives it a push. It opens up and you see well no before you see anything you feel a wave of cold air hit you as you've walked into the large walk-in freezer in the kitchen. Oh my goodness. Looking at the big ice blocks around and everything else like he had a secret passage made from the study to the kitchen. What an enormous waste of money. Damn. Why? Why? Why? God damn it. I can't get his emotional just punches the wall. But don't. Why would you do that? You might father-built this. There's a fun thing about rich people is they want the convenience of things showing up for them and never the inconvenience of seeing those who would make the show up for them. Why from the kitchen to the study? In that snack. And you do see in addition to the kinds of things that a well-stocked pantry would have in the freezer, there's just an assortment of a tray that is an assortment of delicacies on a little wheeled cart. This is... it must be nice. You enter out into the kitchen and it is as you left it when you were searching for your purse. Nothing much seems to be a miss except actually the things that you had thrown around in your attempt at searching for your purse. Oh yeah, sorry. Just for the record. It's messier in here because I didn't know where I left my purse. Can I make a look around the kitchen real quick just to see if I notice anything missing? What would you think would be missing from this? I think I want to just look around because I... in terms of being the person who sent the staff home and was like going... going... Yes. Right. So you would have you having requisitioned each of these modern up-to-date appliances and helping with the design of every French sort of pot and pan that he had requisitioned for it. You wouldn't see anything really a miss but it is also hard to tell amongst the chaos of Mrs. White's search for her purse. Gotcha. You don't see any amount of blood anywhere but then again there also is mess from the food preparation that had been happening. I'll look over the baked Alaska and see if there's still a fork in it. There are two forks in it. You have a couple of bites taken. A couple of bites taken out. I'll look over and go. This is melting and take another bite. Wait, did you like it? It's delicious. Absolutely stunning. Wish I hadn't left much spoon in the other room. Hold on and I'll walk over. I want you guys to notice that it's missing. Pass like the knife block with very specifically like one missing to grab like a fork for you if you want to try it. I'll follow the block over and do a quick scan and see that knife is not laying out on the table anywhere. And I'll look over and say I was meant to ask the spoon. Is that a... I was in here earlier and had a bit of baked Alaska before. What do you think? Quite lovely. It's hard to do a good meringue. Thanks. You... and I'll just sort of smile and go like you you have to have to bake Alaska and pocket it the spoon on your way out. I was really good to smoke this at God. Ah, understood. And I'll continue. So looking around I'll go like so the question then becomes the blood. The blood following to the white rhino in the study. We didn't see any in the hallway leading you into the kitchen. And I'm going to look around and there's no blood soaked in the kitchen anyway. There's no blood soak. Again hard to tell with all the chaos. You can tell what you do see a small smear of red there. It doesn't look like there's been a lot of of it. But with your keen eyes you would notice that there is a small smear of blood that is at the entry way to the freezer. Well, means they had to have brought them to the kitchen. I'm going to cross my arms and cock my head a little bit. What is the smear of blood suggested? I'm going to like look forensically looking at it. I want to look and see a smear because a smear on the ground means a very different thing than a smear on a handle, for example. Yes, a smear on the ground. It looks like it has been wiped. That there was not a lot of blood there or maybe there was a lot of blood that got cleaned up almost very efficiently. What do you see? There's been a clean up here. Somebody in the kitchen. I'm going to try to remember it back. Did I notice any blood here when we were in the kitchen together? No, no, I did not. You didn't notice it? No. Yeah, same question. Yeah, because it's near the entrance to the freezer. It's not and on the ground. It wouldn't have been in sort of the areas you might have been searching directly for your purse. All right, well, the gunshots went off one right after the other. There's no way someone could have shot him here in the kitchen. We would have heard the gunshot and they would have not had time. And I'm also going to sort of cock my head and say also just to say the obvious. Rutherford's not, you know, an enormous man, but in terms of who could move his body down that hallway to it's sweet to get him into the study and up those stairs. It's not it's it's Fred or it's nobody or he moved himself to the study and died there. And the blood here tells some other kind of story. But candlestick aside the head, blood pools head wound here. Fred, you think it's here in the kitchen? You don't think it's part of me wonders. There would have been so many people. Sorry, you go. I just mean if it had happened, could it have happened in a adjacent room and then they'd be he'd be brought through here. At this point, you hear a hysterical wailing from what you think might be the hallway. Well, let's let's spray it out of here. Let's go. Yeah, you spring there. You burst into the hallway and you see a Miss Scarlet on the ground dry heaving and sobbing with mustard somewhat awkwardly patting her on the shoulder. I just I just did I can't and not not another scandal I can't I can't. What's what's the meaning of this Fred? She is his I'm sorry. She's hysterical. Oh, it's my career. It's just over. This is a hard enough for it. I just I listen. I don't push. Colonel. And he he stands in the corner sort of hands to himself style looking a bit chagrin. I step over to him and put a kind of arm on his shoulder. I know. She just started. He was a swear. It's all right. It's all right. It's easy. It's easy. Keep breath. Take your time. Take your time. It's this this gets out and I'm a suspect for murder and then listen. This can't be good for you either. Yeah, none of us wants to be accused of murder. What are we going to do? Why are you crying more about being suspected of murder than the dead man that you've been running around town with for the last month? Because he was I'm trying very clearly for what it's worth. When asking that question out loud, it sounds like damning, but I'm trying to telegraph to Susie like be sad about the other thing. This is suspicious. Uh, she says he was a shit. And then she locked it. It was because I listen. I loved him. I did. It's just things got so complicated. It's gonna look so bad. Yeah. Okay, we're working on it and they're they're there. Uh, she's wearing all red. She is. If I can, I'm just going to try to soothe her and scan for any wet spots across her red outfit. Um, it is very obvious that she has used her sleeve to wipe her nose. Disgusting. Um, but others in that wet spot where she has wipes her eye that you can see sort of a full mask of makeup. Um, that has taken itself onto her sleeve. Um, but other than that, uh, no, uh, no other wet spots. Okay, then I'm going to like try to like give her a second and then do the like grabby by the shoulders and sort you out. Run my hand across that to see if any red comes away. Uh, no red comes away. Um, yeah, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I've been difficult. All right. It's just I'm going through a lot right now. I'm going to look around. Where's Mrs. Peacock? Yeah, we left her in the library. Uh, Susie, if you're I understand that you're full on, but I think we should all go and make sure that Mrs. Peacock is all right. Yes. All right. I'm sorry. I I didn't kill him. I didn't I okay. I do. You were playing piano, weren't you? Yes. What was the name of the song you were playing? I don't know. It's just whatever the sheet music was. I can read sheet music. Okay. We're very talented. Everyone agrees. Yes. Everyone agrees. It's not just you look like I said. Lovely. Oh, thank you. Uh, I would say let's let's all to the library and see if we can see make sure that Mrs. Peacock is all right. Uh, mustard turns to you plum on the way and he says what did you discover? Quite a lot for it. All right. As as we're walking out, I'll I'll join the professor with uh, with Colonel mustard here. I'll say like, oh, Susie, what what set her off? I just, you know, we were we were talking about we were talking about the situation and I said, uh, you know, I it would look bad for me because we had had words at dinner and uh, then she started crying and said that yes, uh, they'd clearly been having an argument as well. Listen, I you three can vouch for each other. Yes. That's right. How might it know that it wasn't any combination of you? Well, maybe you're right to be suspicious of all of us. In time, it will allow. We just have to keep trying to put this together because come warning with the staff will arrive and we will be forced to call the police and then all of our professional lives are over. And if we can at least provide a likely suspect or murder that saves all of us from being brought in. There's a lot of journalists that will be hovering over this place like a murder of ravens. I'm going to look, I'm going to near my eyes. I thought it was a flock. You thought it was a flock? A flock of ravens. I'll make I'll not and I'll make a little look to the professor like that's one count that we can rule him out for. I'll be like, looking at Fred, where's Fred from? By the way, he's from from Germany or from Europe? Well, his he's a third generation, uh, German American, but they were in New Jersey. He's from New Jersey. From Jersey. I'll not as he says flock of flock of ravens and I'll not and I'll be like, no white man can resist the arch. To correct on the exact specification. If he knew it was a conspiracy, it would be forced like a vampire picking up loose grains of rice. He would be forced to correct me. It is truly your y'all's shape in a haircut. Yeah. Yeah. It's a flock of crows and a a a gaggle of geese. I know that one from from the farm. There you go. My my uncle's farm. Bang on the money, Fred. You got it. Exactly. And I'll continue to walk towards the library. Oh, man. It's got the answers. So that's a deep cut goose reference. You enter the library and Mrs. Peacock looks up from the armchair that she is and says, hello, dear. He's a very closer to finding our murderer. And she waves the old man in the sea at you. Ha ha. No, but how are you doing? Deep in literature? Yes. Getting quite acquainted with the classics. This is good stuff, Cassidy. I'm glad you enjoyed only the finest for, uh, no. Only the finest for right. Oh, come on. Now you don't really miss him. Do you? I saw the way. We all know the way he treated you. I miss him. I understand that all of us depended on his large ass and that his wealth made a supple, vast bed that he was able to lie in and ignore the ways in which his actions hurt all of us. And you can call me a sap if you like. But that was my best friend. Some best friend. He is a cat. A cat. He was. He did have a way about him though. We've made some discoveries. Yes. All right. Did you find the gun? We may not be looking for the gun. We may be looking for a candlestick. Candlestick? That's right. I think it would perhaps be best for us to travel in groups, no one going alone. And take a look if it's possible. Not only for the missing gun, but the candlestick as well. Oh, that's right. The candlestick. I was there for that row. Same. And I'm going to come down and take the flask from her. I just want to see one how full is it? I know it was full when I handed it off. It is not full now. It is. There's maybe a quarter of it sloshing around in there. She is hammered. But I'm also eagle eye watching Mrs. Peacock. Yes. Her head lulls to the side to look at you. He says, yes, you weren't there was before your time. I think that there was another another era that was more around at that time. He certainly swings like a pendulum from type to type. Boy. But what happens with the candlestick? Oh, he gave it to his father for a 60th birthday present. He was like, oh, this is from a list himself that sees his candlestick. That was the come here, come here. That was the only thing they ever agreed on. They were arguing all the time. But list. Oh, he loved him too because of the improvisation and him being a regular hep cat. He said, you know, this tomania. What about Betty and all of this? Her husband and her son arguing. It was so hard on her. I think she threw herself into all her good works. Yeah, you know, I say she was too nice for her own good and too good for this. Well, yes, that's what I always say. You knew her Cassidy. Betty? Betty. Good old, Betty Pink. I did. Well, yes, so that that candlestick, she blinks at you. We're looking for the candlestick. And I'm going to think of back. I'll retrace my childhood and try to think if that candlestick had ever come up. Like it's interesting that these items were collected for this showcase, but the candlestick appears to be like an earlier gift. It's like a sort of unlike Rutherford to do one of his big show and tells and like grab something off a home shelf that's like been around for a while. You would also know actually now that you think about it that the wrench was also something that was just around the house. Though gold plated and in a shadow box, it was Mr. Bodies' father. It was the first wrench that was used to turn the first bolt in the first steel mill that Jonathan Bodies ever opened. That's very interesting. Unlike Rutherford, to your point, Mr. Peacock, yes, we will be continuing to look for the candlestick. I think that we should travel maybe all together and just see if we can find that candlestick wherever it is in the house. All right, it's a big, big house though. That's true. Hmm. Um, full of sea crits. Oh, Rutherford loved his secrets. Uh, I'm going to squint my eyes at Mrs. Peacock and go, well, let's, let's start. We've already scanned a couple of rooms and haven't found it. Uh, I'd like to start maybe in a room that would have been less traffic. Let's go to the conservatory and try the air if we can. Good luck. Do you want to come with Mrs. Peacock? Oh, sure. I can, yes. And she, uh, claws at your arm. I've got you come and, uh, and, you know, and also Mrs. Scarlett, take, take the other arm and then, and then you two support her together. Um, as you walk out to the conservatory, as we get to the conservatory, I'd like to lean in to claw dead. I've got Arnold people on me. I'll lean in over to Arnold in that case. I literally shake you off if you like get a little bit. Yeah. I'll lean over to Arnold and be like, if we're going to take a look for the candlestick or the gun, maybe keep your eyes peeled for one other thing. You, I was like, you've worked with botany before, right? Yeah, I'll be a tyrant there. I want you to see if there's any plants that have been caught. All right. And I'm going to, uh, walk into the conservatory. Despite the hint of a tunnel chill outside, in here in the conservatory, it is worn and humid, this was the favorite room of body's late mother, Mrs. Betty Pink, nay, body. She loved flower arranging and the orchids from earlier were from this room. You can see that they seem to be well maintained. Other of the flowers, it seems, are not as well maintained. Perhaps the gardener or whoever was tending to this did not have the same kind of green thumb as Mrs. Body. If you are looking, are you looking around for the, for, for any cut flowers? I'm specifically looking around for any cut flowers. Um, any cut plants of any kind? Uh, yes. You can tell that a lot of the seasonal flowers have been cut. Uh, the asters, chrysanthemums, uh, you know, there's an orchid that or an orchid plant that is missing its bloom. Uh, there, there, these have been cut. It looks like earlier today. I think, by the way, if I see you very specifically, like trying to figure out what information may have passed between the two of you, if I see you looking like intently at the flowers, I will start reciting, uh, in false conversation with Mrs. Peacock about the different flowers that are in the like, arrangements that she was working on, just to give you a list to check against in case you see cut flowers that are not on that list. I, uh, uh, you can see without making eye contact with you, Cass starts to smile as I, uh, as I continue to look through. I think I'll mutter to, to Arnold as I look, as we start to look through here, ostensibly looking for a candlestick or a gun that I just go, the blood in the hallway made me think Fred, but Fred didn't know the, the bird did, I just thought it was a flock of ravens. There's a world where Rutherford died at his desk and then someone shot him. I think that the hair matting indicates that he was attacked by a candlestick, but something that I can't rule out would be the easiest way to get his body to the study, would be for him to walk there under his own power, dying if he'd been poisoned. And I'll just start to look through. So that's just, that's something that I, that Cassidy is thinking about as we're looking through, but I'll look for the gun, they, I'll look for the gun, the candlestick and for any plant clippings that might be outside of that list of the flowers that got cut. I think, oh, yeah, go ahead. I think in the other direction, as I'm making conversation with the ladies in the back, I'm going to look at the, like, sort of neglected plant beds and check for turned earth. Yes, okay. Uh, so you would see you're checking the flowers. It looks like most of the flowers that have been cut were cut earlier in the day, and are more of the seasonal sort. Cladette, you find, while there is no freshly turned earth, you do see that some of the roses on one of the walls have been a trod upon quite recently. Professor Plum. Yes. Uh, sorry, when I panic, I tend to, I just keep thinking about, we were talking about one of your sweets earlier. This might not be the time, but thinking of like another note to add to one of those, have you considered something a little like, I don't know, like, vegetable. I can't stop thinking about, or like floral, like rosewater. Turkish delight, you know? Exactly. That was very big. Exactly. We've been very much exploring chocolate and chocolate compliments. I don't think we've explored. We haven't gone so far outside of gummy squids into that world, but something to consider. Yeah, we make gummy squids. I love those honestly. Oh, I'm so glad. Yes. One of our earliest confections. Oh, wow, these lovely dead, I'm sorry, I would never really talk much. No, it's quite talented. They think you don't have to, uh, and I'll do my best to direct my little pot of fems away from the rose bush. And I'll switch places with you kind of as, as that happens. Yep. So you see that, uh, the rose bushes, you know, there's been some trampling in there. There, there's quite a thick covering of them, uh, you know, on a trellis, uh, up a trellis and on the ground. So so there's such a profusion of them that you can't really see the dirt. But it looks like they've been trotted upon somewhat recently. Uh, if there's a nearby spade or other tool, I think while kind of focusing on his pipe and looking out, it's just going to start jamming it in there just kind of trying to turn up a little bit of earth and see if there's anything hidden. Um, uh, so you find a small hand trowel that is nearby in a pile of tools. Um, and as you dig around, um, suddenly you hear a clunk. Do either, do either peacock or scarlet react to that? Uh, Mrs peacock does, is a little, which she's five sheets to the wind. Yeah, it does not. Um, scarlet, uh, sort of, here's it and turns over. Is it, did you find something? Maybe, uh, I'm going to turn and look at what I've clunked. Um, you've clunked on. There is a, uh, a square tile in the flower bed. It's raised up slightly from, uh, the tiles that are behind it. How many use the trowel to kind of, uh, lift it up? Uh, it does not lift up. It is very much in there. Mr green, could you give me a hand? I'm no one that happy to. Let me take a look. So are you? Yeah, I was like dig in and try to like see what the tile is. Get our hands on it. Yeah. All right. Um, when you place hands on it, um, you can, it gives way a little bit. Oh, almost like a press. Okay. Oh, you seem to have been handling this the wrong way. Then I'll push. Click. And the trellis of roses moves over, uh, yanking some of the, uh, profusion of flowers below it. And there is a small person sized hole in the wall. More secrets. Plot thickened. It's good. Both of the ladies gasp. Oh, are you really telling? And I'm just going to look over at Mrs. Peacock in a very like joking manner. Like, you're going to tell me you didn't know that was there. No, no, no, no, not that one. But you know, I again, I rather for loved his secrets. None of these predate rather for having the house. No, he, he's the one. This is his house. Really is his parents barely had time to to live here. This is, this is his, um, well, you know, Cass, it was, it was his mansion. Really? He had it all, uh, bought a, bought a big mansion, outfitted it himself. His parents sometimes stayed here, but they would never have such an ostentatious spectacle of a place. No, it was, it was made for Rutherford. It was always supposed to be his birthright. Um, I'll, I'll look around. Fred didn't react at all to this opening up. Fred is surprised, but he takes a look at you and he says, well, shall we? Well, let's see where this heads off to and keeping an eye, especially after any discarded weaponry. You move down a dark hallway for some time. And when you reach the end of the hallway, you see a short ladder that leads up to, uh, with, looks to be a rectangular hole in the ceiling covered with a drop door. However, people in heels navigating right now, it's all right. It's clearly been paved, uh, to be convenient for people in nice footwear. Okay, cool. Mm hmm. Uh, Fred looks over and says, shall we? Um, yes, after you. All right. Excelsior. Are we not worried that there's like a secret murderer in addition to the murder in our party now? Or do we think that there was the secret murderer all along? That. And then they were hiding in the passageways. Uh, are any of us armed? Uh, you mean no. I mean, if we're, if we're anticipating that someone else is going to jump out and try to kill one of us, I'm just saying he sent away all the servants, but that could also someone could be hiding. And I just, we're all walking into rooms without thinking that there could be something scary in a room. And I just want to mention that now. Dolly noted says, uh, mustard and he climbs up and pushes open the trap door. And you find yourselves, uh, in a corner of the lounge where the parquet flooring has hidden, uh, this trap door very effectively. Hmm. I'll clear down here. I will look and I'll say, if you're worried about us being in danger, we're back here in the lounge, and there are a number of weapons that we could arm ourselves with if we wanted to. I'm not worried about us being armed. Are we going to our, uh, wouldn't that be also be arming a potential murderer? Well, having not found the gun, our murderer is already armed or at least knows where a gun is. Wonderful. Um, so you merge into the lounge and, uh, as you discussed, uh, there are, uh, the six plinths and on it, you see the wrench, a rope, a knife, a lead pipe, and a candlestick. A candlestick is back. What was it missing? Yes. Uh, I, I'm going to whip over to Claudette and say, do you still have that flower on you? Yes, yes, I do. Uh, and I open up my little bag and pull out a small amount of the flower, and like, even sort of, like, hand sifting it for like the little bits of just stick on our fingers, just the lightest below across it to see what like the, like, fibers of the granules of it catch on. You see that there are a number of fingerprints on it. And, uh, I'm going to look, uh, and I will open my briefcase and produce a pair of, like, magnifying glasses, and I'm going to basically try to examine them, and I'm going to turn to everybody else here and say, with everybody here, mind terribly, uh, being pressed for fingerprints. Oh, sure. I'll give anybody anything and, uh, Fred nods. Question. Fingerprints, uh, candlestick, have you're on the bottom? So if it was being used as a blunt instrument, are there fingerprints at the top? There are fingerprints at the bottom, only at the bottom, where would be held, where it would be held as a normal candlestick. Just, uh, it is worth noting that you would use this as a weapon and hold it differently. Yeah. I also have to wonder when was the candlestick replaced? Yeah. And who was the last person in the allow? Yeah, didn't you, were you two in here? We were, and it was not in here when we were in here. Yeah. So in someone returned that candlestick to its place here in this room, after removing their fingerprints from the top, with the knot, but there may be this a chance. Are we sure that this is the murder weapon? We're not certain of anything, but we do know that somebody in this room is looking at a candlestick that they returned to this plinth since they knew a murder addicter. It is convenient to have enough of a distraction by someone suddenly being very emotional. Yes, very convenient. I'd like to start collecting people's fingerprints to match against the, uh, the- Do you have a little pad? Uh, I think, I think that I will reach over like into one of the deaths and literally just make one. I'll just go and get like a little piece of fabric, open my fountain pen, pour some ink onto it and be like, press your thumb and fingers into the fabric and put them on this parchment in my notebook. So everybody takes their time and, uh, is- is giving fingerprints. Uh, mustard as- as he's being fingerprinted says, there is the potential that all of us who have handled this candlestick before might still have prints on it. Who handled this candlestick before? Oh, well, Mr. Bodies father, but only for a little bit. That's why it's here, you know. He didn't want it. He thought it was fully sureest of, uh, his heart earned money. I didn't handle it. I don't think Claudette or the professor handled it. Yeah. It's a place to start, Colonel. No one. I handled it. I- I touched it when we were all looking at the things, um, says Miss Scarlett. You chose the rope and you chose the knife fight. I- I chose the gun and didn't touch the gun. Oh, uh, it's a gun. Right. Well, I touched the candlestick. All right. I- I- but- but you can- think or print me if that's going to help. It will. Oh, all right. Uh, and I just want to see if there's- you know, I know the process will probably take a little while, but I just don't want to see if we have any matches from the fingerprints on the candlestick to any of the other people here. Or if we don't have many different fingerprints there are from people that are not in this room. Um, you find, uh, Miss Scarlett's, uh, fingerprints on it and she said, at the base, like, where- how you would normally hold a candlestick, you find, uh, Mrs. Peacocks and it's just one finger. Um, where- where it's, you know, somewhere in the middle as if it has been poked. Did we see her pocket in the room? You didn't see it, um, but- uh, seems that she has a familiarity with this. Mrs. Peacock, when did you first interact with this candlestick? No, I don't know. Whenever, uh, Johnny's 60th was and this, uh, today, where I think I was pointing it out to that one and she- she pokes at Miss Scarlett. One finger point, yeah. Just- I- I want her desperately to have left an ink blot on Miss Scarlett. Yes, she absolutely has on the same sleeve in which Miss Scarlett has makeup and snot. Now she also has a single dark fingerprint. Is Miss Scarlett upset about this? Yes, this is really a meldaw. Look, I'm- I'm just saying. All right, Mr. Green of you finished with your analysis. I have. The only fingerprints that we can find on here are presumably rutherfords as well as a meld and suces. Understood. I think it might be helpful. If everyone talked about what they did after dinner. All right. Because while we were in the lounge after the gunshots, it's clear that people have been moving around the house. I went to the ballroom and I was playing. We heard. We did. It's lovely, right? As I've said before. Mr. Green. Uh, I- uh, I stayed in the dining room to speak to Rutherf Ferd after his dust up with Colonel Mustard and then joined Claudette and the professor in the lounge. What did you talk about? Would he seem agitated or was he afraid? He was very agitated and I was trying to speak to him very frankly about his lifestyle and growing closer to politics and that I thought that was a bad idea. Yes. Well, the politics of it all. Do you think you're the last person that saw Rutherf for the life? Couldn't be. I mean, that conversation was a few short minutes and then I went to the lounge. I could have been the last person to see him if he went and was in private for something like 45 or 50 minutes. He said it was going to the lounge to get it ready for the salon. Rutherferd did? Oh, no. He- he- he- well, we were supposed to all meet in the lounge again after the hour was a midnight years. At midnight. Oh, did anybody see him? He never- No, no. He never showed up in the lounge. So wherever he went after the dining room, he didn't go to the lounge. I went there to wait because that was the next place that we were all to meet and if you don't have anything else to do in the house, the lounge is where you go. Well, I was in the conservatory doing some pruning. Didn't see him. Didn't see anybody. You were doing some pruning, Mrs. Peacock? Why? Yes, because well, as you can see, the places are a bit of a state since Betty's Betty passed. Right, but we had just had a foal meal and had been drinking. Yes, what do you- what do you do when you've had a few too many? Flower arranging's my little vice. Did you make a- did you make another arrangement? I did not know. Okay. Well, I was in the library. I'm sure everyone has seen the evidence of my time in the library. Yeah, it's going to say, right, hadn't heard about your restaurant with Mr. Barney? A delightful surprise from him. Oh, he was trying to control you with a gift. Then was it? Yeah, yeah. He was very good at that. He was a generous man, but maybe not the most considerate. Hmm. I had stepped into the kitchen to cut my cigar. That's well. We had been distracted before Mr. Green could do it for me earlier. Had a bit of baked Alaska. Then realized I was perhaps too deep in my cups. Stepped outside too. So did anybody see him at all? After Mr. Green did? And Fred, you were in the hall the entire time. Yes, yes I was. Why did you go to the hall? I feel terrible about losing my temper in front of all of you. It was a discussion that I had meant to have with Rutherford for quite some time, and I did not have the courage to do it. And to have it come out like that is not one of my prouder moments. The war had a great deleterious effect on me and my resolve. I'm afraid that I have become a bit of coward since then. You're anything but Fred. Anything but. Thank you, Rutherford. You went to the hall to compose yourself, to prepare to leave? I had considered it, but you made no such decision in no hour. I did not leave because I thought perhaps if I continued in this company I could yet continue to steer him away from this path. Okay, okay, but again, you were in the hall by yourself at a dinner party for an hour. Yes, yes I was. I mean, we all were on our own for that time, where we not? I mean, doing things. The hall. And I kind of just gesture in that direction like what there's nothing in that room. Nothing but my thoughts. Young lady. I would like for us if we can to a join to room that we have not yet visited, but seems to be strangely connected like a thread through all of this various tapestry of what's going on this night. Something that every single one of us no matter what room we were in would all have some reason to be aware of. I think we should pay a little visit to the ballroom. Certain I was there for the entire time. He didn't make his way in at all. Still, I think it's worth leaving no rock unturned. And after all, to put this in a legal perspective, we are still looking for the murder weapon. That gun, it's possible that the candle here was taken, but there's no blood on the candlestick. So a coroner is still going to rule this likely as a gun wound. So we need to find that weapon and find it quickly. And I it's not here in the lounge and I think that the ballroom may have some answers for this. All right. So you move down the quiet dark corridors to the ballroom. As your heels and loafers click on the Versailles floor, the red oak parquet floors with an intricate interwoven pattern of rectangles and triangles, you look around and the walls reflect yourselves back to you. They're mirrored under fine baroque arches. There's a chandelier of French crystal on the ceiling and there's enough room in here for a small orchestra which on occasion body has brought in for his various big Suarez. There are some darker corners with settees for the wallflowers and love seats for the less shy. There is a piano in the corner and this piano that you've all heard, Ms. Scarlett playing all night, it puts the grand in grand piano. It is an ebony and ivory affair. We'd rather smug looking Renaissance-style cherubs playing instruments and a tablo painted along the sides. On each ivory key there is an inlaid set of abalone, initialed with letters A, B, C, D, E, F or G. And the top of the piano is propped open. A ledge above the keyboard is stained with years of wax, perhaps a sign of many late nights of good or bad music filling the hall. Above the piano is a classical oil painting of more of the plump and super-siliest looking cherubs. I'd like to walk over to inspect the sheet music. Before we go in I'm going to feign adjusting like my heels after walking this much and I want to put me in this goddamn flower I swear. I want to put a thin layer on it. My thought being if anyone was trying to do a quick wipe job, there might be enough residue from a like a quick wipe. Where was this? I want to put it on the bottom of my shoe so as I walk around the ballroom. If this is where the hit happened and it was wiped up quickly, it might have a slightly different viscosity than the rest of the floor. You actually see that the floor has recently probably earlier today been polished and waxed. So it doesn't so far as you're going it doesn't seem to be doing any of that. Mr. Green you go look at the sheet music and it says red hearts and has what looks to be handwritten scroll on it. Red hearts. I'll look at that and I don't think that Cassidy's like a big music guy necessarily. No, but after many many years of paperwork and contracts you would know that it is Rutherford's handwriting. Red hearts. Did a little like the key wrote this sheet music? Yes. That's why the music was so bad. You really feel? I'll say can anyone here play from music? I'll say Claudette would you mind taking the keys for a spin here? Sure. And sitting down, she immediately goes to grab the sheet music to turn it back to the front. I will. Cassidy will stop and say why don't you play it from right here if that's all right Claudette? Okay. Cool. Yeah. I pick up from wherever we are in the sheet music. As the strains of your piano playing echo through the ballroom. My friend Duke taught me. Oh, my God. But Mr. Ellington, you know you don't miss it. You all know each other. You're not supposed to say that in front of me. We all agree. I'm sorry. Sorry. That that by I I um and you noticed that it is the music from earlier in the day when it was before dinner but not the same tune as you just heard. I'm going to throw my brow because I think I'm catching Suzy in a lie here because she said that she was playing from the sheet music when the gunshots were heard, correct? Yes, that's correct. I I don't think it's that bad. Is it like you know sometimes you would write me little songs and things and I thought it was just very sweet. You say you play from she music? Yes, I was as this was not the song you were playing when those gunshots fired. Well, I don't I don't remember what I was playing. It was I was playing this earlier and I've I've gotten confused. Miss Scarlett, I think it would be best if you remembered what you were playing earlier. I have. She looks over at you. Claudette. I do the like dot dot dot on the piano. I find and she goes over to the open piano and she puts a finger in. It's an inside of it. You hear a click and the piano begins to play itself in kind of a monotonous and very clunky fashion, but it is a jazz tune nonetheless. Does this sound like what we were hearing earlier? It does, yes. I'll be very plain. Suzy telling a room full of your fellow partygoers that you were playing music during the time of the murder at a piano that can play itself that you alone seem to know how to turn on and off is exactly the kind of information that a jury would be very interested in. So why don't you tell us what you and brother for discussed? As the strains of this still not very great jazz piece echo through the halls, Suzy goaps and says, all right, I'll tell you everything. That was Abrea Ingar as Miss White, Lou Wilson as Professor Plum, Bradley Mulligan as Mr. Green and Eric Yshe as everyone and everything else. Hint was edited and designed by Kate Sanders. Music appears courtesy of artlist.io and the creative commons and the great public domain. Thanks for joining us here on the ghastly grounds of the body estate, but even more wonders await you beyond the veil on our Patreon. Come and join us by the fireside, won't you? We'll see you there.